Luna and the remaining to girls began a deep decent in to the depths of Hogwarts. They made their way down a flight of stairs with Luna using her wand as their only light. The floor became a little damp and the smell of the air musty with each step they took.

"Please watch your footing girls, these stairs are very old." Luna warned.

"How much longer until we get there?" Serena.

"Just a few more steps."

They went down three more steps, then Luna faced the wall. She tapped her wand on three different bricks while whispering an incantation to herself. The three bricks formed a triangular pattern and glowed a vibrant green then faded.

"Amy if you please step up to the wall." Luna stepped back and waved Amy forward.

Amy did so.

"Now say iaastat and step forward."

Amy's eyes widened. "Into the wall?"

"Yes, just liked in the train station, it's a similar spell. Now please repeat after me, iaastat."

Amy faced the wall and said clearly, "Iaastat."

She stepped forward and melded into the wall, and stepped into a large and marvelous dungeon-like atmosphere with high ceilings with pillars to hold them up. There was a large fire place two feet taller than her which had a blue fire blazing in its hearth. Around the fire place were seated a few students who turned to her when she entered and immediately turned back toward their conversation. Amy stood there in her robes with the Slytherin crest imprinted on the chest and stepped forward down a couple steps. She began to look around the room again and take everything in about her. There were windows high upon the walls where some moonlight was drifting in between the emerald curtains. A silver chandelier hung above an enormous round dark oaken table at which a couple more students were seated playing Wizard's Chess. The room was quite silent with no one person's voice speaking above a whisper. Another young man sat in a dark corner in a high backed chair reading a large book, his glasses rested on his nose and his eyes seemed to be piercing the pages of the volume he was reading. He had a badge upon his robe with a "P." Amy was unknowingly staring at him when he glanced up for a second and then looked back down. He did a double take a shut his book. Pushing his glasses back onto his face, he rose from his chair, tucked his book under his arm, and approached Amy.

"You are Miss Mizuno are you not?" He asked plainly.

"Yes." Amy replied. "How did you know?"

"You look a little out of place." He said with expressionless sarcasm. "I hope you don't mind but I am filling in for my sister as your escort. She became suddenly ill and had to return home."

"Oh, I am so sorry to hear that." Amy said.

"Yes..." He replied with even less emotion. "So was I." He paused a moment. "I believe to can ascertain that this is the common room, girls dormitories are down those stairs, and to the left, do not turn right unless you wish to room with the boys. Please be in the common room tomorrow morning exactly two minutes after eight o'clock, we begin seventh year seminar at eight thirty and I do not wish to be late, only early. Now if you'll excuse me I will retire to my room for the night to read in a quieter atmosphere."

He bowed to Amy and began to walk away.

"Excuse me." Amy called after him.

"May I know you're name?"

"You may," He answered. "Tomorrow." And with that he turned and dissapeared down the dormitory stairs.