Dunstan, who remained perfectly relaxed, passed the worried Third Year her quill and gave her a small, kind smile. Dun was older than most Second Years due to having started school late, and even older than a couple of Third Years, and this Third Year seemed particularly slight and anxious as she glanced around for Peeves, who was of course nowhere to be seen.

The poltergeist's giggling had stopped... but this made Dun wonder privately if the mischief-maker had something else up his sleeve to add to the darkness and the cold...