The next few weeks went by quickly, the Slytherins being pre-occupied with the large amounts of homework that had been slowly catching up to them throughout the year. It was a colder Saturday, so they huddled together in front of the fire, each working on essays silently. There were a few other Slytherins in the room, some sitting in armchairs working on papers, others sleepily looking out the green windows. Albus sighed.

"We aren't going to do this all morning, right?" He asked, poking the green rug below him with his quill. Sindra looked over at him and smiled.

"It's not like it's nice outside or anything." She said, scribbling frantically to try and squeeze her hand writing into the rest of the scroll. Albus groaned, leaning over to Scorpius in an attempt to distract him from his paper.

"Scooooorrrrrppiiuuuussssssss…" He said eerily, getting closer and closer to Scorpius as he did so. Scorpius pulled away slowly, seemingly unaffected by his friends' odd antics. "Well we have to do something other than homework eventually, right?" Albus questioned aloud, looking from Sindra to Scorpius trying to elicit a reaction. Neither obliged him, as they both still were absorbed in their work. He sighed, and stared over at his half finished paper, grumbling to himself. He almost got himself to pick up his quill to begin working on it again when Scorpius slammed his fists down on the table. Sindra and Albus looked up, startled.

"What was that for?" Sindra asked, eyeing his paper from across the table. Scorpius groaned and lightly banged his head down on his parchment.

"I just… hate transfiguration. So much." He murmured, glaring cross-eyed at the paper glued to his face. Sindra giggled, and set down her parchment.

"I suppose we could take a break," Both boys looked at her enthusiastically. "But, you have to choose what we do, because I can't think of anything." She said, rolling up her parchment and beginning to put away her inkwell. Scorpius and Albus looked at each other, grinning. She eyed them suspiciously. "Whatever you're thinking, not that." Sindra laughed as she watched the two boys' faces.

"But you haven't even heard it yet!" Albus protested.

"Yeah, don't worry it'll be brilliant!" Scorpius added, jumping up to his feet. Sindra stood up as well, throwing her bag over her shoulder.

"We are NOT trying to sneak out to Hogsmeade again."

"No, no. It's nothing like that," Albus started, packing up his things as well, still grinning.

"Not even close," followed Scorpius, smirking wildly. Sindra looked skeptical, but she went along with them anyway. After putting their things in their respective dorms, they began their trek into the dungeon corridor. Sindra was surprised to see her friends take her deeper into the dungeons, instead of us the stairs.

"Wait, where are we going?" She asked, jogging to keep up. Scorpius grabbed her hand and pulled her along, and they ran for a few minutes longer before turning into a room that apparently had nothing in it. They came to a halt. Albus and Scorpius stared at one of the stone walls, and Sindra, who was out of breath, leaned against it. "So, you gonna…" She started, taking heavy breaths, "...tell me where we are?" Scorpius smiled.

"We found a secret passage." He said, pointing at the wall. Albus nodded in agreement, as Sindra straightened up.

"Really?" She asked, turning to take a better look at the wall they were staring at. She poked it softly with her finger. "Are you sure?" she questioned, looking back at them.

"Yeah, watch." Albus said, taking out his wand. He reached up as far as he could, placing the point of his wand in the grooves between the stone. As he ran it down along the gap, the wall began to melt away, dripping down to the floor like hot wax.

"Lumos!" Scorpius said, and as light filled the room, it illuminated the long dark tunnel that had just been revealed. Sindra looked upon it in awe.

"Wow, you guys…!" She exclaimed, walking over to peer inside the tunnel. "But, how'd you ever find this?" Albus and Scorpius exchanged looks.

"Well," Scorpius started, "We MAY have skipped Herbology to explore the dungeons because it sounded way cooler." Sindra rolled her eyes.

"Remind me to not tell you what the homework was." She said, giggling at the boys' guilty faces. "But i mean though, how did you figure out how to open it?" They grinned.

"Lumos!" Albus said, beginning to walk down the tunnel, wand first. Scorpius followed suit, but Sindra stayed at the entryway.

"Aren't you going to answer my question?" She asked, taking out her own wand and illuminating it. Scorpius looked back at her, still grinning ear to ear.

"Not unless you tell us what the Herbology homework is." He smirked. Sindra sighed, supposing James must have shown it to them. She followed along, a bit behind them. The tunnel twisted and turned, and it got colder the farther inward they got. "Do you think we are getting deeper?" Scorpius asked, looking from Albus to Sindra. Sindra shrugged.

"Nah, i don't think so," replied Albus. "So what are we going to do if theres like, a fork or something?" Scorpius raised an eyebrow.

"Why on earth would there be a fork just lying in the middle of a tunnel?" He asked Albus, who rolled his eyes at him.

"Not a dinner fork, you idiot. A fork in the road." Albus said. Sindra giggled a bit as Scorpius stuck his tongue out at Albus, who was too busy looking down the dark tunnel to have seen him. After a few minutes of silence, they came to a staircase. Holding their wands up to the ceiling, they noticed something that looked like a trap door of some kind. The ascended the staircase, and while Albus held up his wand for light, Sindra and Scorpius pressed themselves against the door, trying to open it.

"I think something's blocking it," Sindra groaned, straining to keep herself pushing up on the door. Albus placed his wand on the step below them, and moved to the side of Sindra to help. As the three of them pushed, they began to hear something crackling. "Is that a good sign?" Sindra said, holding back for a second.

"Probably," Scorpius started. "How about on the count of three we just throw ourselves at it, yeah?" He finished, watching as the other two nodded. "Okay then… one." More creaking from outside the door. "Two…" Sindra wondered wildly what could be behind it. "Three!" The three of the pushed with all their might, and as they did so, there was a loud tearing as the door swung open, making it shower dirt and broken roots, blinding the three of them from the sunlight that poured in alongside it.

"Waaahhh! Albus yelled, rubbing the dirt from his eyes. Scorpius groaned.

"We did it, right?" He asked, blindly patting around where the door had once been. Sindra laughed.

"Stop exaggerating, you two. We're outside." She said, climbing through the opening that they had just created. The others followed, still rubbing their eyes. They entered into a very small meadow, completely surrounded by trees. It was a cold day outside Hogwarts, but this meadow was warm and sunny. In the center was a large willow tree, green branches swinging softly side to side. The three of them looked around, in complete awe of their surroundings.

"This place is amazing!" Albus said, kneeling down to run his hands over the lushious grass beneath his feet. Sindra, a bit dazed, began walking towards the willow tree. Scorpius was smiling just as wide as his friends, but he stood still, as though basking in the beauty of all of it. Soon the two boys followed Sindra, and they all sat beneath the tree, enjoying the warmth, and the shade, and everything. Scorpius sighed, and fell down on his back, looking up to watch the willow branches swing above him.

"It even smells good here…" He said, suddenly feeling so at ease he could fall asleep. Albus looked from Scorpius to Sindra, who had her eyes closed, taking deep breaths.

"It would be a nice place to do homework." Albus said, hating himself a little bit for saying it. Scorpius sat up, appalled.

"How dare you even mention homework in such a place." He said, causing the three of them to giggle profusely. Perhaps this weekend wasn't going to be as bad as they thought.