Hermione sighed as she wandered up and down corridors of Hogwarts. The long-expected had finally happened. Hermione was forced out the library. The librarian had practically begged her to leave. It was now quarter to eight in the evening and the castle was empty and dark since the rest of the school was either in bed or in their common rooms.
Hermione, with her bulging schoolbag full of books, was on her way to the Gryffindor common room. It was very quiet. She whistled as to not feel scared. It wasn't working. Every time she turned a corner she would stop, gulp and study the hall in front of her. Shadows crept up on her from many places. Come on Herm, she told herself, no-one here, it's just you. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe and let it out slowly.
She suddenly whipped around. Someone, or something, was down there. The corridor went darker. Light footsteps could be heard. Walking. Walking. Coming towards her at a fast pace. Hermione's eyes widened. She turned on her heel and ran. The thing behind her ran as well. I've got to get away from it, her mind screamed. She couldn't be that far away from the common room now, could she?
She didn't have time to look around to judge where she was, the running figure behind her pounced. Hermione screamed. The other person's body collided with hers and they tumbled to the ground. Hermione winced in pain. The individual on top roughly turned Hermione around so they were eye to eye.
Hermione gasped. 'Malfoy!'
She was too shocked to do anything. The boy on top of her put his mouth to her neck. He bit. He drank.