I stepped over a broken column, wondering if there was even a point to come here. There weren't any survivors anyways. and if someone did survive, they would of been dead already. What am I even doing here? I'm not a detective, I'm just a meager assistant. Maybe this could help me in becoming one. Who knows. A voice disrupted my thoughts.

"Winter! Find anything yet?" That's Freed. He's the detective I assist under. He has a very long list of people that he's landed in prison. I don't know much about him, except the fact that his wings were cut off for something bad that he did. Whenever I asked or at least attempted to ask what he did, he changed the topic, got angry, or walked out of the room. He's an awesome guy though, but when he's around any sweets he goes berserk. Oh. Right. About wings. We're all born with wings, the color of them matches your family crest, (mine are grey) and if you commit an evil deed, they;re cut off. I never knew which colors Freed's were but I always had a feeling they were icy blue.

"Nah nothing yet. But I'm pretty sure you just jinxed me." He smiled and returned back to looking at what I think was a gargoyle statue. I don't get it. Did the people of Hogwarts worship them or something?

All of a sudden I heawr movement over to my left. I breath in through my nose. Someone's there. I smell it! Someone's under the rubble!

"Freed! Come over here! Someone's buried under this pile!" He runs over to were I'm standing and immediately starts throwing all the rubble aside. I start helping him and after a few minutes I see the tip of shoe.

"On three let's pull them out! One! Two! Three!" On three we managed to pull almost their whole body out.

What is that?

"You notice it too don't you? That crest, on her chest. It's red and gold with a lion. What do you think it is Winter? Wanna give a guess at what it stands for?" I stood there for a moment before saying anything.
"I think maybe it was a classification system that they used to separate people. I heard before that Hogwarts had something like that. Four houses or something?"

"Yes we'll look into it when we get back to the lab," he muttered under his breath. He began to pull on their legs and finally the whole body slid out from under the rubble. It was a girl with bushy brown hair,. She was out cold but still breathing!

"Quickly call Sergeant Rogue! we must get her immediately back to the Labrador's Hospital!" I fumbled for my phone from my knapsack and dialed their number.

Hello? Yes this is Winter! We have an emergency here! We've found a survivor! A girl! We need an ambulance to come to the ruins of Hogwarts right now!" I shut my phone and stuffed it away.

"They'll get here as soon as possible sir. Should we get her to wake up and interrogate her on anything that other people shouldn't know about?"

"No. Not yet. When she wakes, or if she ever wakes hopefully, then we'll question her privately with nobody around. Your going to put a muting charm around us when we do it. Understood? this is important Winter. If anyone else other then the people at Labrador's find out about her, this could go world wide."

"Understood sir. It won't happen."

Hey guys! It's Gabriell! :D Hope you guys liked my second chapter! I'll post the third one during Winter Recess! Have a nice day!