Midnight Snack (Open - 2022)

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was sick of being locked up in a small three room area, sharing with the golden trio themselves. it made his skin crawl that he was actually so close and having to breath the same air as a Weasley. Draco didn't get the whole secrecy thing anyways. It's not like the students here would even recognize them. for Merlin's sake it was twenty six years since Draco was supposedly here on Hogwarts ground. Holy shit, that was old. Well this particular Slytherin wasn't going to sit around until Snape found a way to get them home. If Draco was stuck here, he was going to enjoy it dammit.

Slipping from his room quietly, he slowly made his way through the common room. He stiffened when he heard a low moan. Turning around quickly Draco looked toward the couch where he could see a faint outline of someone sleeping. It looked like Granger, but he wasn't possitive. After waiting several minutes to make sure the sleeping person would wake. Draco continued on with his escape. He gave a sigh of relief when he finally found himself out in the hallway.

It wasn't until Draco was halfway to his destination that he realized that Filch was probably still around, and that he would be one person who would recognize Draco right away. Then he heard a loud screech from a cat.

Muttering curses under his breath, Draco pulled out his wand and dodged into the nearest nook, right into the laps of a snogging couple. Growling, Draco grabbed their robes and pulled them up and started shoving them out of the hiding spot, "I'm a Prefect, get out of here. Filch is on his way so I'd run if I were you." the scared couple nodded and muttered a thanks as they hurried away.

Holding his wand up and ready, Draco held his breath and listened for footsteps. After a little while he could hear them faintly growing closer. He stepped back further and pressed against the wall in hopes of not being found. The footsteps got louder and stopped in front of his hiding spot. Draco gripped his wand just a little tighter and waited anxiously.

[haro]

Mercedes was, by definition, a night owl. She hated waking up early in the mornings, and that time of night when everyone else was asleep was her favorite time to get work done. Most nights she simply burned the midnight oil in order to finish whatever homework was assigned that day. Other nights, like this particular evening, she had more interesting things planned.

There were many things that interested Mercedes. She enjoyed Quidditch and Potions, and Charms was often entertaining. However, her true interest lay in the preparing and serving of food and beverages. It had taken nearly a year to convince the house elves to let her putter around the kitchen, but since the start of this last year at Hogwarts. Mercedes found herself turning more and more often to the kitchen in order to alleviate stress, or just to work off some steam.

That night, Mercedes did not plan on doing in real baking. Rather, she had been craving a good, large mug of earl grey since earlier that evening. It would be nothing fancy, just the tea and some sweetener; however, nothing was more relaxing than a good cup of tea late at night.

Keeping to the shadows along the edge of the corridor, Mercedes moved quickly toward the kitchens. She was never more pleased she had been sorted into Hufflepuff then those nights she chose to go to the kitchens. It would have been nearly impossible to make it unnoticed if she had been placed in one of the tower dorms, such as Ravenclaw or Gryffindor.

Somewhere off in rapidly dwindling distance, a cat yowled and Mercedes’ heart leapt to her throat. The very last person she wanted to meet that night was Filch. Picking up speed, she turned a corner in time to see two students burst from a nook in the wall and hurry off in opposite directions. Surprised at her stroke of luck, Mercedes quickly dodged into the newly opened hiding spot, only slam into something that was undoubtly not a wall.