Harry awoke on the morning of Samhain with a feeling of dread in his stomach, his eyes automatically sought out his friends in the dorm. But aside from being the first one awake for once nothing was unusual or out of sort. Scrunching up his nose he shook his head, grabbing his toiletries he headed for the shower. But even relaxing under the strong pressured and hot water wasn’t enough to deter his dread, he shook his wet hair before stepping out and drying himself off. With a towel wrapped around his waist he moved into the dorm room again, after growing up with Draco, Theo and Blaise none of them were shy about hiding away. As he entered he noticed Theo was awake as well and grabbing his own toiletries, the umber brown-haired boy grinned at Harry.