Harry Potter and the Prince Hidden in the Shadows

"Ah I already want to go back..."

The moment Arth had arrived, every student stopped and turned to look at him. After, they stepped aside to make room for his passing.

All of them wore faces that resembled those of civilians welcoming back military heroes after a long war. Somber and respectful.

It was good and all but Arth wanted to know why they were acting like this. Acting so differently. Especially the Slytherin's.

Most of the Slytherins had bruised faces and were glaring one thousand degree daggers towards Arth, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"I wonder why they look like that..."

Probably another quidditch scuffle. Or maybe they fell for the trap he had installed underneath the third couch in the Slytherin's common room.

It did indeed cause bruises, however, not to this extent so maybe not.

Corvus sensed the hot stares and immediately left his shoulder to go rest in the Owlery, while cawing excitedly. Arth wondered why Corvus was so overjoyed to be back.

It wasn't because of good food because Arth made sure to roast Corvus a nice tasty perch every time he caught one from the sea.

Hagrid had already left Arthur to go to his hut to feed fang. Hagrid seemed to love the fact that he was out of Hogwarts. His completion did indeed get better.

Arth on the other hand was starting to miss the dementors.

At least they were silent and not uncomfortable. They also listened and were pretty adorable.

Arth couldn't understand why people hated them so much.

"I need to write a book about Azkaban, and dementors. People need to know that every book out there about Azkaban is actually a fraud."

Arth silently walked towards the common room all the while being surrounded by students and drowning in the solemn atmosphere.

He arrived at the fat lady and tried to enter however Arth very quickly realized that he didn't know the new password.

Arth decided to test his luck.

"Umm, Twittlebug?"

"Wrong."

"Threeshar?"

"Wrong again."

"Wargol?"

"Can you not randomly guess the password?"

"Can you let me in if you know I'm a Gryffindor?"

"The rules are rules."

"And I'm going to keep guessing."

"Stop it, it's annoying."

"Is it against the rules?"

"...no."

"Then I'll keep on guessing."

The fat lady sighed and decided to leave her painting in frustration.

Arth clicked his tongue.

"Now how am I supposed to get back?"

Arth glanced around and smacked his hand onto his palm before taking a u turn into a wall towards his right.

"Hehehe, lets see if My predicting skills are on point this time."

Arth walked in feeling pretty confidant before smacking face first into a dead end.

Arth groaned.

"Can you please be nice for once and take me where I want to go?"

There was a slight rumbling sound as the passageway shifted.

"Thank you."

Arth continued to walk when he realized that the hallway lead back to the Gryffindor common room.

"..."

Arth smacked the wall once.

The hallway moved once more.

Arth, this time, slowly walked through the hallway and was suddenly enveloped in darkness. The next thing he knew, he fell out of a ceiling.

Arth groaned.

"God damn it! Why is it so hard to predict randomness!"

Grumbling, Arth got up and realized that he was in a bathroom. Without any urinals.

Arth froze.

"..."

He heard footsteps and started to mentally panic. He was in the god damn women's bathroom.

A suicidal thing to do when the girls around you could perform spells.

Based on the data he collected from his mother and Hermione, women are at least 25% more accurate and powerful when provoked. Although he had a lot of holes in his data and a small amount of subjects, he didn't want to take any chances. Especially when a simple misspell could make him have a buffalo sprout out of his chest.

The footsteps got louder and Arth started to panic even more.

He could clearly hear the female voices and could tell that they were no simple first years but experienced students in their fifth or sixth year.

Even better.

"Ah screw it. For once, I'm counting on you so don't fail me my stealth ability."

Arth disappeared into the shadows the moment the door to the girls bathroom opened.