Fright Night

Stepping as quietly as she could, Savannah made her way through the Forbidden Forest. She shouldn't be here. And especially not at night. But it was - she wasn't even really sure. But it'd seemed like a good idea at the time. Rubbing her head, Savannah sighed glumly. Everything seemed to be a good idea, and then when she did it, it, well, wasn't.

Turning around, she glanced back towards the castle, but from where she stood in a thicket, she could barely see Hogwarts. Swallowing hard and shaking off the fear of being lost, she huffed softly, crossing her arms. She'd be fine. All she had to do was focus.

But then a tree branch snapped behind her, and the Gryffindor almost jumped out of her skin. Whirling around, she gripped her wand tightly, "Who's there?"