The past few days had been spent almost entirely in the now combined common room. Wes never spent that much time around other people. Never. Not by choice at least. He liked his solitude, and he liked the dark lonely dungeons of Hogwarts. Of course that did sound a bit morbid, but there was something comforting about the need to curl up in a blanket or light a fire.

After yet another long day Wes finally decided to go wander somewhere else. He needed to get out of the Gryffindor common room. The air was thinner up there. He couldn't breathe. Couldn't think straight. He was still in his uniform when he passed through the painting of the fat lady. His eyes were downcast, watching his feet as he started along the seventh floor corridor. It was late, and Wes couldn't bring himself to go downstairs when he knew he'd just have to come back up.

It was a few yards away from the staircase that led to the Ravenclaw common room that he saw her. The first thing he noticed was that head of blonde hair. It was a richer color than he'd seen before. There was something about the way it floated behind her that told him who it was. A big part of him was screaming to turn the other way. A big part of him wanted to get out of there simply so he could see what would happen. He knew what would happen if he stayed ... but he couldn't turn away.

The words passed his lips before he could even think to hold himself back.

"Karma." That was who it must be. The single word passed his lips as a statement. An acknowledgment. There was little doubt in his mind that that was who it was.