It's midnight. After an unsuccessful try to fall asleep, you've decided to take a walk in a corridor to fresh up your mind. Unfortunately, after 15 minutes of walking, you notice Professor Snape. You're trying to silently walk away, but he sees you and says sarcastically with distaste "Oh, someone's looking for extra time in my office. I can assure you that on my detention you'll have enough time to satisfy your need to see me. Now, follow me, Miss."
Hans had been watching you. You had no idea. In fact, you didn’t even know he existed. It all began on an autumn afternoon last year. You were leaving the library, that’s when he saw you for the first time. He became obsessed. From that early morning when you left home, until the evening when you returned, one or more of his men followed you from a safe distance. In his mind, it was for your protection. He convinced himself that this was the best way to keep you safe. But watching you wasn’t enough. He learned the, all of it. He knew what days you spent at the library. Because Hans was consumed by you. And today finally he would speak to you. It was a Friday afternoon, and you were once again at the library, wandering through the shelves, searching for a book. And then a voice beside you said, “Do you come here often?” You looked up, a bit surprised. “Yes…” you replied softly, offering a small smile while giving him a curious once-over. “Yeah? And what kind of books do you like?” he asked, voice calm and effortlessly charming. He didn’t need to ask. He already knew, —it was the result of months of planning.