The crowd of students slowly made their way out of the Great Hall, the food from the feast stuffed in their stomachs. The prefects led the new students to their new houses. The other prefects lingered into different directions, walking into the part of the castle they were assigned to watch until 11. The Head Boy and Head Girl came out last, looking at the ground.

"Good night, Tom," the Head Girl said. The Head Boy nodded back politely, returning a Good Night to her as well. They parted ways, the Head Boy going to the Slytherin Common Room, and the Head Girl heading to the Gryffindor Common Room. They both gave their passwords to the paintings, and walked into the warm room.

"Rebecca!" a seventh-year girl shouted from the couch. The Head Girl smiled and walked over to the couch. The girl that had called for her was sitting down on a armchair, a young man standing behind her.

"Hi Kristen! Hi Mark!" Rebecca said, sitting down in an armchair.

"Who's the Head Boy?" Kristen asked, picking at her nails.

"I heard it's Tom Riddle. Is it true, Rebecca?" Mark asked her. She nodded.

"I knew it!" Mark said, grinning. Rebecca and Kristen rolled their eyes. Rebecca looked down at her schedule.

"Rebecca, what's your schedule for tomorrow?" Kristen asked, taking out her schedule. Rebecca did the same.

"I have Potions, Defense-Against-Dark-Arts, double Charms, and double History of Magic. Seems fun," Rebecca said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"But you're so good at Defense-Against-Dark-Arts! You're gonna be some famous professor one day!" Kristen fantasized, and Rebecca shook her head.

"I wanna be an Auror," she whispered.

"Auror's a good career. I wanna be a Quidditch player, but my parents won't let me," Mark said.

"Your mum probably doesn't want you to get hit in the head with a ruddy Bludger," Kristen muttered, and Rebecca giggled. Mark rolled his eyes.

"Well, good night, ladies," he said, and the door to the boy's dormitory closed. Kristen gathered her belongings as well, yawning. Rebecca stood up, following Kristen up the stairs to the Girl's Dormitory. They threw their belongings onto the floor and changed out of their robes. Kristen went to bed immediately, closing the curtains of her bed. Rebecca sat at the window, looking at the lake glimmering. Her cat appeared from under the bed and jumped into her lap.

"Hi Yarnball," she whispered, scratching the cat's ears. The cat sat down calmly, watching the reflection of the moon on the water. He grew bored immediately and jumped onto her bed. Rebecca cradled the badge one last moment, and slipped into bed as well.