Professor Dumbledore sent all the Gryffindors back to the Great Hall as well as some of the Hufflepufs that were around during the time, they were joined ten minutes later by all the students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin, who all looked extremely confused.
"The teachers and I need to conduct a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore told them as Professors McGonagall and Flitwick closed all doors into the hall. "I'm afraid that, for your own safety, you will have to spend the night here. I want the prefects to stand guard over the entrances to the hall and I am leaving the Head Boy and Girl in charge. Any disturbance should be reported to me immediately," he added to Percy Weasley, who looked immensely proud and important. "Send word with one of the ghosts."
Professor Dumbledore paused, about to leave the hall, and said, "Oh, yes, you'll be needing . . ."
One casual wave of his wand and the long tables flew to the edges of the hall and stood themselves against the walls; another wave, and the floor was covered with hundreds of squashy purple sleeping bags. "Sleep well," said Professor Dumbledore, closing the door behind him.
The hall immediately began to buzz excitedly; the Gryffindors were telling the rest of the school what had just happened. Rhea made herself very small, as nasty looks were sent her way.
"Everyone into their sleeping bags!" Rhea never thought she would be to happy to hear Percy Weasley's voice. "Come on, now, no more talking! Lights out in ten minutes!"
"Let's go." Jinyoung whispered and grabbed her hand and pulled her up as they grabbed three sleeping bags. They dragged them to a corner, all around them people were asking one another the same question: "How did he get in?"
"Maybe he knows how to Apparate," A Ravenclaw a few feet away. "Just appear out of thin air, you know."
"Disguised himself, probably," A Hufflepuff fifth year said.
"Could've been because of his daughter." A Gryffindor grumbled and Rhea found the ceiling to look very interesting. Terry took a seat besides her.
"Don't listen to them, they're crazy." Terry said. "And scared, fools." He spat and Rhea sent him a small smile in return.
"Thanks Terry." She said.
"Heard there was a party over here." A familiar voice said and she looked up to see Cyrille Lestrange with a crowd of Slytherins' she liked as well as a Padma, who stood besides Daphne and Lucas.
"We know you didn't do it." Daphne said as the group took a seat.
"Doesn't help that the Gryffindors are spreading rumors fast." Kellah Mahfouz said besides Shafiq.
"Maybe he's an Animagus." A dreamy voice said and Luna drifted down in the middle of Terry and Jinyoung.
"Why would he be-" Rhea went to say but a voice made her stop
"Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read Hogwarts, A History?" Rhea heard Hermione say and looked around and saw her speaking to Harry and Ron, who were some ways away, though her voice carried easily.
"Probably," Ron said. "Why?"
"Because the castle's protected by more than walls, you know," Hermione said. "There are all sorts of enchantments on it, to stop people entering by stealth. You can't just Apparate in here. And I'd like to see the disguise that could fool those dementors. They're guarding every single entrance to the grounds. They'd have seen him fly in too. And Filch knows all the secret passages, they'll have them covered. . . ."
"The lights are going out now!" Percy shouted. "I want everyone in their sleeping bags and no more talking!"
The candles all went out at once. The only light now came from the silvery ghosts, who were drifting about talking seriously to the prefects, and the enchanted ceiling, which, like the sky outside, was scattered with stars. What with that, and the whispering that still filled the hall, Harry felt as though he were sleeping outdoors in a light wind.
Once every hour, a teacher would reappear in the hall to check that everything was quiet. Around three in the morning, when many students had finally fallen asleep, Professor Dumbledore came in. Rhea nudged Terry as he looked over to see Professor Dumbledore near Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Any sign of him, Professor?" Percy asked in a whisper.
"No. All well here?"
"Everything under control, sir."
"Good. There's no point moving them all now. I've found a temporary guardian for the Gryffindor portrait hole. You'll be able to move them back in tomorrow."
"And the Fat Lady, sir?"
"Hiding in a map of Argyllshire on the second floor. Apparently she refused to let Black in without the password, so he attacked. She's still very distressed, but once she's calmed down, I'll have Mr. Filch restore her."
She heard the door of the hall creak open again, and more footsteps. "Headmaster?" Severus asked and his dark eyes looked over toward Rhea and Terry who quickly shut there eyes, though she was sure he must've seen them. "The whole of the third floor has been searched. He's not there. And Filch has done the dungeons; nothing there either."
"What about the Astronomy tower? Professor Trelawney's room? The Owlery?"
"All searched . . ."
"Very well, Severus. I didn't really expect Black to linger."
"Have you any theory as to how he got in, Professor?" Severus asked.
"Many, Severus, each of them as unlikely as the next."
"You remember the conversation we had, Headmaster, just before — ah — the start of term?" He asked, who was barely opened his lips, as though he tried to block Percy out of the conversation.
"I do, Severus," Dumbledore said, a warning in his voice.
"It seems — almost impossible — that Black could have entered the school without inside help. I did express my concerns when you appointed —"
"I do not believe a single person inside this castle would have helped Black enter it," Dumbledore said."I must go down to the dementors. I said I would inform them when our search was complete."
"Didn't they want to help, sir?" Percy asked.
"Oh yes," Dumbledore said coldly. "But I'm afraid no dementor will cross the threshold of this castle while I am headmaster."
Percy looked slightly abashed. Dumbledore left the hall, walking quickly and quietly. Snape stood for a moment and watched the headmaster with an expression of deep resentment on his face; he looked down at Rhea and Terry.
"Sleep." She heard him whisper and he left. Rhea and Terry looked at each other anxiously for a moment and closed their eyes, their fingers intertwined together.
The school talked of nothing but Sirius Black for the next few days. The theories about how he had entered the castle became wilder and wilder; though that didn't stop the attacks on Rhea and by association Terry and Jinyoung's person. It was nearly driving her mad and she wished she could ask Harry for his invisibility cloak, but she was definitely sure that he would be suspicious of her even more if she did.
By the time a class would end Rhea would race out of the classroom with Terry and Jinyoung on her heels, she had gotten 'pranks' from many other students and swore that most of them wanted to duel her. Most of students would mutter that she should get expelled from Hogwarts or a bunch of other things that she didn't feel like repeating. She didn't even bother eating in the Great Hall any longer, instead she opted to eat in her room or someplace remote. Some House Elves were kind enough to bring her food, and she had tried to eat down at The Great Lake but some large black creature, which reminded her awfully of the Grim, had scared her half to death and she chose the Owlery instead where Luna sometimes joined her for the occasional meal or two.
The Fat Lady's ripped canvas had been taken off the wall and replaced with the portrait of Sir Cadogan and his fat gray pony. Nobody was very happy about this. Sir Cadogan spent half his time challenging people to duels, and the rest thinking up ridiculously complicated passwords, which he changed at least twice a day. She nearly pitied the Gryffindors, if it wasn't for how rude they were and bigheaded, she understood why so many Slytherins despised the group.
Teachers would find excuses to walk along the corridors with Rhea, Terry and for some reason Harry and Percy Weasley often tailed them everywhere like an extremely pompous guard dog.
The weather worsened steadily as the first Quidditch match drew nearer and Rhea found that Gryffindor wasn't going to be playing Slytherin but instead Hufflepuff.
There had been strong winds and heavy rain all day, and distant rumble of thunder through the morning.
The day before the match, the winds reached howling point and the rain fell harder than ever. It was so dark inside the corridors and classrooms that extra torches and lanterns were lit. In Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Lupin was absent and was replaced by Severus, who made them learn about werewolves although they hadn't reached that section yet and had to each write an essay on the ways to recognize and kill werewolves, two rolls of parchment on the subject.
"I don't see what's so important about werewolves." Jinyoung muttered.
"Maybe he just really hates them." Terry added.
Her trio of friends didn't even bother to go to the match, as the weather was simply dreadful, it was only after the match that they heard that Hufflepuff had one and Harry Potter had nearly died from an assortment of dementors.