Hermione Granger looked around, searching for the source of the disembodied voice. "Where is it coming from?",she wondered to herself.
"You know, an answer would be appreciated sometime this century.", intoned the voice, sarcasm evident in every syllable.
Hermione moved in the direction of the voice, trying to locate the source of the voice in the intense darkness of the room. She stumbled forward awkwardly, trying to become accustomed to the pitch black.
BANG !! "Oh for Merlin's sake!!", swore Hermione, as she fell over a the pile of crates she had rather gracelessly walked into and landed int a rather large pile if dusty old junk.
"Oh well this is just great,", muttered Hermione furiously to herself as she attempted to extract herself from the pile of junk she had fallen into, " Hermione Granger, top student in her class, co-defeator of Voldemort, having an argument with a pile of rubbish! Oh if Malfoy could see me now! He'd have a bloody field day!!"
Hermione managed to crawl out of the rubbish and stood up o dust herself off. She rubbed vigorously at her robes, trying to get every speck of dust off them.
"Oh I don't bloody well believe it!", she encountered a wand shaped bump in her dusting, "Of all the stupid, idiotic, dunderheaded things to do! YOU FOGET ABOUT YOUR WAND!!" Hermione screeched to herself like a banshee, barely resisting the urge to throw a tantrum like some petulant toddler.
"Well now, if I was not sure that someone had come in before, I most certainly am now! The howling, I'm afraid gave your presence away completely."
Hermione paused. She had been a Student at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry for nearly six years now and in that time she had learned that voices which seemingly come from nowhere are never good.
"Well come now girl, light that wand up, since you have at last recalled its existence", added the voice slyly.
Hermione hesitated, wondering what to do. "Well Hermione, would you like to die in the dark, never seeing your opponent or would you like to die in the dark in so called blissful ignorance?"
Hermione smirked to herself humourlessly. "Bit of a no brainer really.", she thought to herself, calling on every iota of Gryffindor bravery she possessed to brace herself for what was to come next.
"Lumos!"