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The time: 1:23 AM.
The Place: Gryffindor Boys Dormitory.
Everything was quiet, except for maybe a few taps at the window. Nearly Headless Nick loved to toy with the boys of Gryffindor. Except for that, everything else was quiet. The boys were sleeping, lost in their wet dreams and current worries.
And then it happened.
A scream broke the quiet of the dormitory and interrupted the dreams of the teenage boys.
"W-what was the that?" Ron groaned as he sat bolt up right in bed.
"Oh, erm, sorry mate," Harry mumbled from the nearest bed. "That was me."
Silence.
"Did you have that—"
"Yeah, same one." All of the other boys in the dormitory were on the ends of their beds, peering out at Harry, every boy curious.
"Well, go on!" Seamus yelled. "Tell us what made you scream, you silly git! You did wake us up, after all."
"I really don't think you—" Harry started but was cut short.
"SPILL IT!" all of the boys yelled.
Off in the girls' dormitory everyone froze. "Think they heard us?" Parvati whispered, her hand frozen over the cauldron set up in the middle of the room, all of the girls listening anxiously.
"No," Hermione said confidently. "Add the ingredient now otherwise it won't work!"
"Right, right, sorry," Parvati mumbled.
Now then, back to Harry and the other boys.
Harry sighed and sat at the end of his bed. "I suppose I could share," he said. A quiet murmur spread across the room before all ears were leant to Harry.
"What I'm about to tell you is going to stick in your minds for a while," he said softly, everyone straining to hear him. Ron leaned against his bedpost, prepared to hear this again. "Just ask Ron, it tormented him for weeks." Harry jerked his thumb in Ron's direction. Ron nodded his head in agreement as all of the others looked his way for confirmation.
Harry paused for a dramatic effect momentarily. He opened his mouth to begin and everyone held their breath.
"It started at the end of our fifth year…" he began softly, "when I stepped onto the train back to London…"