It was one of these nights which Eleanor was restless again. She turned from one side to the other, her eyes didn’t want to close easily. Really no position brought her body to relax or to fall asleep. Eleanor looked through the window for hundred time . Actually, she stared out the window and tried to count the stars, also which were glowing very weakly around the bet with the others. After hours of unrest, Eleanor decided to stand up and take a walk. Even though she knew that she most likely violated the rules, but it didn’n't matter to her at this moment. She wanted to fall asleep, but she hadn’t fallen asleep for hours. She strolled she on her tiptoes through the corridors. Almost without orientation, Eleanor tried to find the way out. After she took the stairs to get up to the ground florr, she perfectly knew where she had to go.
As soon as she felt the fresh air in her lungs she took a dee breath. It was refreshing and reassuring at the same time. Above her, the stars sparkled and the moon lit the environment mostly, so that everything was good to recognize. Eleanor didn’t want to wander around through the area too long and decided to make a round around Hogwarts. At a moderate pace, she set one foot after the other. As soon as she came to the Forbidden Forest, Eleanor made short break. She sat down on the damp grass and stared in star-full sky. It was relaxing and she also noticed that her body started to feel calm and relaxed. She wasn’t so hyperactive and fidgety like before.
Suddenly something howled loudly behind her. Her gaze roamed down from the twinkling stars to the moon. Full moon. A shudder ran her over the back. If she had onlyknown it before she left the castle, that it was full moon, she would never have gone for a walk . Behind her, the Forbidden Forest was already nervous and noisy. There something fluttered, here something jumpend through the bushes. Quickly, Eleanor was again on her legs. Mesmerised Eleanor waited, stared into the Forbidden Forest. Nothing was moving anymore. Everything seemed to have calmed down. The only thing she still perceived was a breath. Her breathing. Her irregular breathing. Which is made visible as a fog in front of her. From instinct, her fingers searched for her wand, but there was nothing in her coat pockets.
A crack. One more crack. Her breathing became faster. Her eyes still watched the Forbidden Forest. Eleanor didn’t dare to look away from it. Not a single second. Then something beside her flew up, her gaze wandered off. Then a sounds such as rustling noise came up and out of blue she felt a shooting pain running trhough her body. For a second she looked down to her waist, which was covered with blood. Shortly thereafter Eleanor slumped on the ground. All around her was getting more and meor inaccurate and unrealistic. But one she could notice. Yellow glowing eyes were staring directly down to her. Then everything went black.
