She was very nervous as she walked down the hallway. What would she find at the end? Would she find danger? Would she find excitement? Would she find fear? Would she find happiness? Would she perhaps find anger, or sadness?
As she approached the corner, she slowed down, slightly fearful of what was to come.
She heard a noise. She couldn't identify it. It sounded…odd. It wasn't loud. It was, in fact, probably just loud enough so that only she could hear it, being the closest to it, whatever it was.
She stopped two feet away from the corner. 'Hello?' she called timidly.
'Is anyone there?' she whispered, taking one step closer.
There it was again. The noise. The noise…
'Harry?' she said softly. 'Ron? Anyone? Who are you?'
Suddenly something scurried out. She shrieked and jumped back.
It was a mouse. Just a tiny, harmless little mouse.
She sighed in relief and laughed at herself, albeit a little shakily. Of course, a mouse…what else could it be? It was just a harmless little mouse, nothing to be afraid of…
A shadow loomed behind her. She turned around and her eyes widened, taking in the sight of what was before her. She opened her mouth to scream but…