Helga breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the founder’s sleeping quarters, she had been able to cross the school without any incident, her room was right in front of her, she had at least a few hours to rest and cry before she had to face anyone.

Just as her hand wrapped itself around the doorknob, a door opened besides her, at first she only saw Rowena’s long dark locks, and she still felt tempted to just hurry into her room, lock the door behind her and leave her problems for later, but the second she saw her friend’s eyes she crumbled and closed the distance between them, tightly wrapping her arms around her friend, burying her face in her neck. 

“They are gone. They left. Rowena... I am all alone.”

“There is nothing in these books to help us.” closing the book with a snap, Helga threw her head back, her knuckles white from how hard she was gripping the book. The poltergeist has bested her, she spent all day chasing him around, using every spell she knows but it didn’t even seem to faze him. He simply giggled and flied away. It was hard to concentrate in the class she was supposed to be teaching when half of her mind was trying to think of ways to kill an undead being. 

“I hope you’ve had more luck than me.”