[It was quiet in the Slytherin commons, but the rare sort of quiet. The chatter usually inhabiting the space was completely gone, though it seemed as if for the best. You found him there again, alone, by the windows where you first met two years ago, when you transfered in durring your fifth year. While he couldn’t see out of them due to his blindness and lack of pupils, he came there to think a lot.]
"Oh...good evening."
[He must have heard you coming.]
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