The Hogwarts Library

WHO: Galen Marek and Melvin McGrath
TONE: Probably pretty serious
RATING: PG-13. Yes, you should drag your parents to over to supervise you reading this.
WHEN: Tonight, when everyone is asleep.
WHERE: In one of the dungeons.
WHAT: Deciding whether or not Melvin is worth learning Dark Magic.
STATUS: Ongoing!

Galen was pacing, his shoes making a faint clacking noise on the cold stone floor of the dungeon. It was cold- extremely so, if the fact his breath was visible when he breathed was any indication. But he didn't mind at all- in fact, he was used to it and preferred it. Living with Vader meant he had to grow accustomed to harsh conditions. And this was just one of the many things he'd grown used to. He felt it would add a certain amount more of a challenge to the test in determining whether Melvin was really a suitable 'apprentice'.

He rolled his eyes slightly, and he had to wonder why he was even bothering with this. He hadn't shown up to their first meeting, as he'd... gotten distracted. He felt laying low for a while was the best bet, and so he'd simply not brought it up again. Until he finally grew bored enough and decided it would make a 'fun' distraction.