Draco didn't wake him up. It was eight o'clock that morning when Leo and the other Slytherins heard what had happened.
"They sent us to the Forbidden Forest!" he announced in a lowered voice, leaning across the table. "To look for dead unicorns!"
"Unicorns?" asked Leo, raising his eyebrows. "Why are they dead?"
"Something's been killing them," Draco said. "Something completely and utterly terrifying."
"And they sent first-years to deal with this?"
"We did have Hagrid and his dog," Draco added.
"Still – that's more or less completely in – well, Filch hates students and Hagrid is convinced that all animals are harmless and friendly. I'd better make sure I don't get any detentions any time soon. So, did this thing kill you? What even was it?"
"It was a… cloak. Just a thing in a cloak dragging itself over the ground. I… retreated to see what would happen, and it went for Potter. He somehow escaped, don't ask me how – "
"His magical Boy-Who-Lived luck," Marisa interjected. "How many lives has that boy got?"
Leo shrugged. He was genuinely curious about what was killing unicorns but as he actually had some common sense, he had no intention of going into the Forest to find out, at least not until he was at least five years older.
"Interesting," he said thoughtfully and took a large bite of pancake. "Anyone got any ideas?"
No-one had. Daphne mentioned something to do with "Black Shades" but Leo was pretty sure that was just a scary story. They discussed it all through the meal but got nowhere. The only plausible suggestion was Theo's idea that it could be a Lethifold. Eventually the group broke up to get ready for their next classes.