I wandered hopelessly through the corridors, trying to find a way out. I wondered absently how I had gotten into this mess. I knew that it had something to do with the fact that my dad was one of the most famous wizards of all time. But I didn't think it was fair that she had to go through this with me.
I knew that if I didn't find a way out, I, and the girl next to me, would be murdered. She didn't deserve death, and, frankly, neither did I. Yeah, I'd broken a lot of rules, played pranks on a lot of people, but that didn't mean I deserved to die, did it? Well, maybe it did, but still, I didn't want to die. I wanted to live.
For the first time in my life, I was scared.