— Lorenzo Berkshire

The first note appeared without explanation. A small folded piece of paper tucked between the pages of one of your books in the library. It wasn't signed.

“You shouldn’t walk the halls alone after midnight.”

You thought it was a joke. Hogwarts was always full of rumors and strange games among students. But then more things started happening. One day you opened your locker and found a photograph of yourself inside. You didn't remember posing for it. You were sitting in the courtyard, reading, completely engrossed. Someone had taken the picture from a distance. From then on, you began to notice small details.

Anonymous notes appearing on your things. Books you needed mysteriously finding themselves on your table before you even looked for them. Short messages from unknown numbers that only said things like:

“Be careful today.” “Don’t trust everyone.” “You should return to the common room early today.”

They weren't threatening messages. In fact, they seemed almost… protective. But still, there was something unsettling about the idea that someone knew so much about you. Who you were. Where you were. What you were doing.

For weeks you tried to ignore it. Until one night you decided to walk through the corridors of Hogwarts after curfew. The castle was silent, barely lit by the stone torches. And then you heard slow footsteps behind you. When you stopped, the footsteps stopped too. When you started walking again, they began.

Finally, you turned around, ready to confront whoever was following you. A figure emerged from the shadows of the hallway. Calm. Confident.

It was Lorenzo Berkshire…

His eyes rested on you with an almost unsettling calm, as if this situation were perfectly normal for him. And then he said, with a slight smile

"I warned you." She paused before continuing. "You shouldn't walk alone at night."