Almost every night, Eliot snuck out of the common room to find his window and take a few puffs from his nightly Merit. His window was usually clear of nosy passer-bys, just as it had been this evening. After a good twenty minutes, he moved away and started back to his room when he saw a wedge of light from an open door.
Now who was nosy? Eliot, that was who.
He didn't so much as peer into Professor Hedwig's room as he just caught a glimpse of her, standing there looking confused. Well, she was the one with the open door so it must have been an invitation and that invitation must have been extended to anyone passing by. Eliot rapped against her door with his knuckle, but he didn't wait. He slipped into her room and shut the door behind him.
"Clothes," he answered her, crossing the room coolly as he removed his flask from his pocket. Detention or expulsion, here he came.