He paced the corridor looking for a place to relax, to escape…when the door appeared he wasn't surprised, he smiled. 'Hmm… wonder what the room will give me today?' he thought then walked into the room of requirements.
In the room there was a strange looking bed, well actually it looked like a normal bed, like the ones in the dorms but, it was see through. Like a shadow of a bed. The fireplace was had a nice fire burning and sitting in front of the chair was two large comfy chairs and two tables. The chair on the left was closest to the table with what he assumed was three bottles of firewhiskey and two glass snifters. On the other table was a deep bowl colored a dark red. Next to the bowl on the left, was a dagger about as long as his hand with a very sharp thin blade and a hilt made of iron in the shape of a serpent with inlaid ruby eyes, on the right a blood replenishing potion. From past experience he knew to swallow down the potion before his nightly activities for he often forgot to after.
Before sitting down he moved two bottles of the whiskey and one snifter to the table by the bowl. He sighed and sat, poured the snifter full and leaned back to stare into the fire as he sipped the whiskey, enjoying the burn of it going down his throat. As he sat and sipped he fingered the scars that littered his arms. He was half way through the first bottle when he started to set up for the next part of the evening. Totally buzzed he opened the second bottle and rested his arm over the bowl. He was so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't notice when the door started to open.
A.N: I know it's kind of short but I really wanted to get this posted. So yeah tell me if you like it and if you do I can post the second chapter. Oh and anyone want to beta this I would really appreciate it. And who is this? We shall find out in chapter two.