Malfoy’s goons grabbed either side of their boss. They pulled him to his feet. The sight of his face was horrific, Malfoy had a gradually increasing number of large pustules all over his face. “I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean too!” Ben shouted. A couple third years were woken and shuffled into the common room. “You two, take Malfoy up to Madame Pomfrey. Ben follow me.” He only noticed the prefect when he said his name. He was taking him to the head of house, Professor Snape. Ben followed closely behind the prefect until they reached a large wooden door etched with the words ‘Professor Severus Snape.’ The Slytherin prefect knocked and a voice that could not be mistaken slithered from the cracks of the door. “What is it?” Snape offered. “There was a fight sir.” The door slowly opened and Ben gazed into the room. A tall dark shape was just outside the reach of light, standing behind his desk.