"I'm still, of the night..." Harry was singing lying down on the floor at night thinking about the one year he had passed in the jail. No letters, no visitors, no contacts with someone outside, he had even forgotten why was he even in jail, all he had was Hobbie Brown who was leaving the cell the next day. Harry slowly closed his eyes and crawled into a deep sweet sleep. The next morning, Harry woke up to find Hobbie Brown in his cell, giving him a final hug before the release. "I am glad, you are free now," said Harry with a giggle, "Indeed I am, it was a pleasure to be friends with you," said Hobbie shaking hands with Harry. "Well, the pleasure was mine," said Harry, "Behave nicely, do your chores, and see the miracle, they might set you free soon!" said Hobbie when Harry nodded. Turning around Hobbie left the room but before leaving he reminded Harry, "I hope, you still remember that we had a deal?" "I do, and I...