"Come on..." she mumbled under her breath with both hands on the mirror.

It was past midnight and the students were suppose to be in bed. The candles were slightly dimmed, making it difficult to see throughout the corridor.

Moonbyul had her Firebolt tucked under her arm as she struggled to move the mirror over the passage way. Tomorrow was the start of the Quidditch season and their first game would be Slytherin vs Ravenclaw. 

Normally this would be an easy win for the green house but lately, after witnessing a few of their practices in secret, Moonbyul began to take notice of one of the Ravenclaw's beaters. 

Jung Wheein.

The girl was tiny, surely she wasn't even over 160cm tall. But give her a bat and Moonbyul knows it would only be seconds before she's knocked unconscious after receiving a flying bludger to the head.

Thus, this is why she had snucked out of the castle the day before the big match to practice her dodging on the field. Her third year, she had encountered a secret passage way that led directly to the Quidditch pitch so now here she was, returning from practice session and trying her very hardest to move the mirror right over the entrance.

"You know...if you sneak out without getting caught, you have to sneak back in the same way too."

Moonbyul whipped her head towards the voice behind her, dropping her Firebolt to the ground with a clang.

"Hm...guess you failed. Because I've caught youuuu..." the prefect sang happily.

Solar stood directly behind the seeker with a smirk on her face and arms crossed over her body.

"Wait. Is that what I think it is?" the black haired girl said as she tried to take a look behind the seeker.

"Oh my god..Is that a secret passageway?!?!?!" Solar squealed after catching sight of the unclosed entrance. "I read about it in this book last year but I thought it was a joke. I didn't really think they existed." she rambled excitedly.

"Yeah, yeah. Can you just get on with it? I have a game tomorrow and I'm tired." Moonbyul said.

"Huh?" Solar turned towards her confusingly.

"Oh. Right." she cleared . "5 points from Slytherin." 

"At least you're consistent" the fourth year mumbled as she bent down to grab her broomstick off the ground.

"Wha