Y/N PoV
I walk through the dark corridors as the wind howls outside the windows. That is the exact reason I'm still awake and out of bed. The weather is so loud sometimes, it's so annoying. I shouldn't be walking around at this time I could get into serious trouble if I'm caught. I walk around aimlessly until I look around and realise where I am. I'm in the prefect quarters.
No,no,no,no. I don't know how I got here but now I don't know how to get out ether. I look around trying to see if I recognise anything but I've never been here before why would I. I turn to see a door right in front of me and on a plaque directly two words were carved out. "Matthew clegg"
I turned around and walked down another corridor to put as much distance between me and clegg as possible. But then I hear footsteps and saw a flash of light come round the corner. You froze there was nothing you could do but await the inevitable punishment for being in an out of bounds area, as well as it being way past curfew.
The person holding the torch came closers, and revealed that it was the one and only Matthew clegg.
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