Blaise was roaming the halls aimlessly, every time he looked he’d see blood and hear screaming from the revels. He was afraid and guilty. They had not idea what Voldemort had planned for Hogwarts. He walked towards the Quidditch field and saw a few athletes from different houses warming up. He turned away, he really didn’t want to talk to anyone who might be dead by the end of the week... His feet carried him towards a section of the forest where he saw the one person he truly wanted to see - Luna Lovegood feeding the thestrals.