#bhpshego

@shego-swynlake

After Arithmancy and the incident with the littlest Bonfamille, Perdita had gone back to the dorm, curled up in bed, and cried. Everyone was at classes, so she’d had the room to herself, and she let herself cry and cry, her chest seized with panic. 

She couldn’t--

They’d used charms--

What was she supposed to do?

Eventually, she’d fallen asleep, and then she’d woken back up two hours later, a little before lunch. Fixing her hair and make up and changing her clothes into something less wrinkled, she headed out of the dorm again, looking for one person. She swam upstream from the crowds heading down to the Great Hall for lunch. Spotting the silky black hair rather quickly, Perdita reached out and grabbed her friend’s wrist, pulling her close.