Harry potter sighed deeply then flung his head back and let the lukewarm water sprinkling from the shower caress his body. Faintly, he could hear footsteps of the other boys leaving the showers to get ready for lessons. Harry should have gone with them; but he decided to stay. Just for while, two minutes, maybe five, not long. Harry chuckled to himself and reached for the soap; he grab it, as he drew it towards his body his eyes met a reflection in the shower head. A figure was standing behind Harry; his face was over shadowed by the hood on his long flowing cape but two red eyes like rubies were perfectly visible, they were mocking him.
Harry wiped his head round so quickly it was a wonder he didn't break his neck and clasped his hand so tight around the soap that it jumped free from his hand and landed on the shower floor. Without his glasses most of bathroom was a blur; but he could see enough to know there was nobody standing behind him. He stood still for a moment; as if expecting