Zitao peeked around the corner of the corridor. The late afternoon found the Fat Lady snoozing in her frame, lazily opening every so often for Gryffindor students. Zitao clutched his bag of chocolate a little tighter. Chanyeol usually came out around this time—not like he had been paying attention to Chanyeol’s schedule for the last seven months—and Zitao was set on finally confessing.