Since school had begun, Charlotte had made it a point to keep to herself. Last year, all making friends had done was get her into trouble, and keeping her old ones wasn’t the route to go since Flora had been her only friend, and now she was missing. After studying for hours in the Slytherin common room, she figured it was best to take a walk. Her commons wasn’t exactly the friendliest place to be at the moment for a so-called ‘blood traitor’. She took a sigh of relief as she stepped out of the eerie and dim lit commons into the stuffy dungeons. It was just relieving to be alone. Wandering up stairs and through various hallways, she found herself near the passageway to the kitchens. Not many students knew how to access them, but thanks to a friendly house elf in year 3, Charlotte did. She sauntered into the kitchens and sweet talked an elf into giving her a few pumpkin pasties. She left with her thanks and had just exited the door when she realized it was not past curfew. Not wanting to be caught by Filch, she rushed down the hall, but stopped at the next corridor when she heard footsteps. Hestitantly, she looked around the corner and saw someone she recognized.
Hestia made her way through the halls halfheartedly she didn’t want to do anything anymore knowing that her sister was being held captive by Voldemort. Her eyes narrowed as she continued walking down the dark empty corridor with her wand gripped tightly in her hand. Even though she wasn’t herself that just made her 10 times more deadlier. She was heading to the Room of Hidden Things when she heard movement just around the corner. “Fucking Prefects” she hissed under her breath aiming her wand straight ahead. Hestia continued forward wit her wand at the ready expecting anything and everything. She seen someone peak from around the corner recognizing instantly who it was “get out here…” she said blatantly crossing her arms tightly over her chest.
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