"Come on!", I whisper-shouted nervously. Blaise followed me without complaining.
When we turned around the corner on the third floor peeves the poltergeist appeared, grinning mischievously: "Whatcha doing in the hallways at this time guys? Should I maybe... get Filch?"
"Goddammit", Blaise mumbled behind me. I just smiled calmly and said:"Nice to see you, too, Peeves. How are you? 'Just wanna walk by quickly, you know?"
"And why should I let that happen?" "Because, well, I could tell professor McGonagall. She won't be very happy..." "It's always the same with you!" He wafted away grumpily to annoy someone different and I grinned. My bluffing always worked.
"You can really control him!", Blaise said, astonished, and snickered quietly. "the only people he ever really listens to are Minerva, um, professor McGonagall, Dumbledore and...me. But that's just because of Minerva." We continued our way quickly.
Just when we came around another corner we saw someone sneak into the forbidden corridor. The corridor was dimly lit (A/N it was frickin LIT dude!!!1!1) by a few torches and there were statues of knights, nothing unusual so far. There were spiderwebs everywhere, along with a thick layer of dust. We went to the door at the end of the corridor and opened it. In that exact moment we wished we had just stayed inside the Hall.
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