(Warning for PTSD and Childhood Trauma. Also the Bakunawa and Bathala are part of Filipino traditional beliefs. )
Ilene checked her charm clock again, set to only wake up the owner, still plenty of time for her to get to bed and be early and relatively awake for Astronomy. As she cocooned herself in blankets, she gave a silent thank you to Mrs. Glenn for buying it for her. Now all she had to do was keep her thoughts from going dark.
Keep her thoughts from going dark despite no nearby prefects and her nearest light source being a lamp set to be dim. She might as well use this time to counter her fears through mental studying. Expelliarmus was a good spell, it took away your opponents weapon, and if you followed it with a successful Accio you could win many battles in two spells. Petrificus Totalus paralyzed your opponent entirely not counting the eyes. Her lips squirmed, the book made it sound painful but in an emergency she was sure it would be useful.
After a lengthy time of this, she was asleep until a loud clang sound made her jump up with a yelp and seize her wand.
Pansy laughed, "I'd have never thought that would work, I owe your sister three sickles and a knut for that!" The younger girl's truck laid open next to the wall with all it once held scattered on the ground.
Ilene stood there, taking in shallow husks of air.
That scent! It couldn't be, no school aged girl would wear Lavender's Lament. But it was here.
"Did you hear me? I was talking to you, you loony dingbat."
Ilene cast Lumos and snatched her things from out of her trunk. Damn it! Where was that toothbrush? "Accio toothbrush."
"Accio toothbrush?"
Ilene grabbed it from the air and shoved it into her pocket and bolted out the door.
In the common room, she found a chair and let out stiff gasps of air, Nancy was gone. She was in Azkaban. No one escapes Azkaban.
She held her nose as to stop smelling the nonexistent perfume. It didn't work. Sitting down on an abandoned chair, she wondered how many hours before class. She looked at the wall, the head of a snake made of emeralds pointed to a silver 9 while the tail pointed to the halfway mark. 9:30! Well, there was no sleeping now so she might as well find something to do.
Ilene got ready as fast as possible and stood by the bathroom, the awful scent of Lavender's Lament still finding a way to burn her nose and speed her heart. It was Tuesday night, Praise Bathala the Creator, which meant no curfew due to Astronomy. She just needed to get out of this bathroom doorway. Her body froze. She told herself to move, there was no point to being stuck here. Someone was going to notice, she managed a foot.
"Walk faster, why don't ya?"
Why Crabbe? Why now? Was the Bakunawa going to emerge from the lake next and eat her whole?
He pushed her out of the way and with her legs now ready to move, she grabbed her things and darted through the door. Ilene had no clue where she was going except far away and fast.