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Only small rays of moonlight could get into the castle from here. Even from the heights interior walkway the moon could only cast its silvery glow upon a small fraction as opposed to the outside. Now the shadows would be in abundance and the ability to appear and then melt away even easier and far more options. Such a castle as Hogwarts offered a host of large shadows even among daylight hours thanks to the high columns and old stone structure. With no sign of movement the White Fox stood stark still while just a glimmer of his hood and a streak of one eye showed down the grand staircase.

The wind would not reach him here and so his white robes would have no dancing partner now. The loss of the wind was replaced by the presence of time. Time that was now right and ready for the masked figure to begin his lurking inside the halls of Hogwarts. He knew well enough to be careful though, for within the walls of the school the children were the eyes and ears, almost like an extension of the school itself. Alerting to many senses and perking to many curiosities would prove hampering and would likely bring about all manner of delays. With what almost sounded like a soft quick laugh the White Fox was bounding over the rail and plummeted straight down the grand staircase not stopping at any floor but turning all the white eyes peering among the floors as he hurtled passed.

A stair moved itself in line with the falling figure and with a snap of his wrist his right hand darted into a bag and the long white staff was brought out. If one was careful enough or even present at all they might have heard a whisper, or maybe it was not a whisper but simply a gust of wind moving through the castle. The staff was thrust down and the White Fox suddenly stooped his decent and touched down onto the helpful staircase with no sound. He had reached the third floor, and even from this distance he could hear the sounds of applause and cheering coming just a few floors down, truly a night of nights. Standing straight and placing the white staff back into the bag with a quick spin the masked figure tilted that covered head almost in a look of curiosity. His head then bowed towards the castle as a whole and then his legs pushed off towards the floors dark hallways and he was gone again, melted into the shadows.

Kat had promised she'd find out what was going on with Chase. He had come to the realization that Chase had disappeared after their spat and now he felt responsible. Kat had been all smiles when he expressed his worriedness to her. He bit his lip. "I hope nothing happened to him."

He turned as he heard Kat's voice and was about to ask her what happened to Chase when he saw her fist approach his face. He felt and heard the crunch as the soft cartilage of his nose popped and shifted out of place. Before he knew it, he was falling to the floor with blood pouring down his face. His hand flew up to his nose and his eyes were wild. "Why did you hit me?"

Sam wanted to yell and curse at her. He was more than certain his nose was broken. Then she started to cry, like.. really hard. She was cradling her hand and he could easily she the damage she did to it. Still holding his nose with one hand, he groped around in his pocket for his handkerchief. When he found it, he applied it to his nose. Though muffled, he said, "I'm sorry Kat. I really am," he started to cry a little as well, but forced himself to his feet. He crawled over to her and hugged her. "We need to get you to the Hospital Wing. And I need to apologize to Chase." Pushing himself to his feet, he helped Kat up to her feet.

Sam slipped a letter to Caitlin before she left for class, and here he was, hoping she got it. He paced a couple times and shrugged, sighing heavily. "Calm down Sam. It's nothing," he said, pacing once again. He drew in another deep breath and started to review the Gryffindor Quidditch strategies they went over.

Sam turned when Caitlin appeared and smiled, crushing his nervous feelings. "Oh, hey Caitlin. I was thinking about that offer I... offered, I guess. If you wanted to go flying with me," he said, a little nervousness showing in his voice.