It was a cold January night at Hogwarts. All students were in bed fast asleep. As the clock struck 3.33am Ron Weasley's eyes suddenly flicked open. What he saw terrified him. Hundreds of tiny spiders scurrying across the floor, walls, and ceiling. And worse, three 2ft spiders slowly creeping their way towards his bed. His heart was pounding faster than it had ever done before, he had never been this scared. As the spiders closed in on him he jumped up screaming. He grabbed the first thing that came to hand, his pillow, and gave one big swing towards the spiders. They flew across the room hitting the back wall. Ron reached for his wand on the bed side table and shouted: "Lumos!"
The tip of his wand began to glow and the room lit up. As he looked around Ron saw no spiders or anything he could have mistaken for them. Now drenched in sweat and shaking he climbed back into bed hoping for a few hours sleep. "Bloody hell, my mind must have been playing tricks on me," he thought to himself as he lifted his bed covers over his head.
He laid there for what seemed like hours trying to get the night terror out of his mind. Finally at 5am he managed to close his eyes and drifted off to sleep.