Their footsteps echoed around them as they walked together looking for the next task, the soft sound of dripping water was heard as it trickled down the old wet mossy walls. Harry smiled, it reminded him of the old dungeons at both the Riddle and Malfoy Manor’s, and Gringotts. He remembered the time he and Hermione got lost down there when they were children their Father had found it amusing, their Mother on the other hand.. even Father had cowered from her that day. She had screamed at Tom, until she was blue in the face, for losing her babies in such "a horrible’ place.