it was midnight at hogwarts and the half moon cast it's glow over the grounds. if you looked closley enough, you could see a rounded, dark figure making it's way steadily across the lawn to the oak double doors. the figure tugged on the door as as it opened, slid inside. he was a boy of about 18, handsomley round, with golden blonde locks that fell around his gorgeous pink face. he slunk in the darkness of the deserted corridors, up the grand staircase, around corners, onwards and upwards. finally, he reached another, smaller set of oak doors at the end of a corridor. panting from the shock of such rigirous excercise, combined with an intense passion he felt swelling inside, he could wait no longer, he swung the doors open and ran into the brightly lit hospital wing. there were only two students laying bedridden. one was lying with her arm suspended midair and wrapped in bandages. the other, lying acorss from her, was a boy with deep purple skin. both of them were asleep.
a door creaked open and a middle-aged woman with sandy blonde hair and a sharp face emerged. she was dressed in white robes, and carried a vial of potion in her hands. just then, the boy jumped out of the shaddows and the woman dropped the potion. she squinted through the darkness, then a look of suprise befell her face "dudley?!" she exclaimed, forsaking her love of silence in the wing. "but how did you get here"
dudley dursley put his plump index finger against madam pomfrey's tender lips "don't speak, my love"
they embraced and kissed passionatley as the moonlight spilled onto the marble floor...