The Shrieking Shack || Atsu&Ron
It was a dare. A stupid, ridiculous, pointless dare, but his pride just wouldn’t let him back down. The boys back in the dorm room, tucked up in the safety of their beds were probably laughing their asses of at his expense as he, dressed in pyjamas and slippers along with the cloak of invisibility, trudged through the sodden grounds of the school towards his destination.
First he had to find a way to get past the Whomping Willow, which was a feat in itself, and then he had to make sure he didn’t get caught. As far as he knew, the shack had been empty since Lupin and Sirius left, so it wasn’t that that worried him, it was the knowledge he was breaking so many school rules that his Mother would throttle him in his sleep, should he get caught.
He made it past the willow relatively unscathed, aside from a bleeding gash on his left leg. He cursed quietly under his breath as he crawled through the the dusty tunnels into the main room — if he could have, he would have just lied and pretended he’d gone through with the dare, but Harry had that blasted map telling him exactly where Ron was. He sighed, standing up and brushing the dirt from his now ruined pyjamas, completely unaware that he wasn’t alone in the room.