Gus huffed softly, the corner of his mouth quirking. “Well, I personally hate being in charge of detention.” Coming up with punishments could be difficult, and depending on the student, they really didn’t learn much from it, anyway, as half the time the punishment really didn’t fit the crime. How did one punish a student who wanted to be somewhere they weren’t supposed to be was beyond him, – Gus never learned his lesson when he was at Hogwarts. If he had, it might have quelled his desire to become a curse breaker.

With a quick glance over his shoulder, he gestured toward the exit, then started moving, careful to thread between the clusters of other students without drawing attention. At least it was the tail end of the meal so there weren’t as many as there could have been. His steps were quick, as if he hoped that they could cut off the student before they reached the third-floor corridor.

“If we’re lucky, they’ve gotten themselves stuck somewhere inconvenient.” Gus wasn’t entirely sure what was in the corridor and why it was forbidden, but he’d love to have to rescue a student from their own cleverness. Near the far end of the hallway next to the staircase, Gus caught a shadow of someone running up them.

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