Harry was in the shed for hours. It had already been 2 days. He had no food. No water. Nowhere to urinate. It was horrible.
When he tried to sleep he could hear the distant sound of a string instrument. It sounded like it was coming from within the shed, but the shed was dark and the door was not open.
Frognal was somewhere. Hermanonie and Maldono would occasionally use their magic sticks to listen to the shed. They enjoyed hearing Harry cry. They also could occasionally hear string instruments. They were curious as to what it could be.
"What do you think it is, Hermanonie?" Draco asked.
"It sounds like a secondary school background track to interpretive dance and it's just annoying." She answered.
They discussed how strong instruments were only good if they were on rock guitars. It was nice to have even more for them to bond over. They looked into each others eyes. They saw fire. Fire like in hell. The power of Satan.
Harry eventually tried to open the door and it opened. It was never locked. He wasn't very smart. He stumbled back to the castle and to Red Group's room.