The door was open. Well not open, but unlocked. This was the first sign something was wrong. The second sign was the soft harp music playing inside the room that was accompanied by soft rumbles of what I assumed to be Fluffy’s snoring. We slipped inside, quickly shutting the door behind us and took off the cloak. When we saw that Fluffy was indeed asleep as I thought, Harry said quietly, "It looks like Snape has already made it through." All of us paused for a moment as we realized the amount of unknown danger we were about to put ourselves through. The feeling in my gut threatened to overwhelm me, so I took a deep breath and when that didn’t work I promptly decided to ignore it.