April 14th, 1890 — Slytherin Dungeon, Hogwarts
Open to other Slytherins
It was past midnight and Hesper was struggling to go to sleep. She'd been staring at the canopy of her bed for what felt like hours on end when she finally gave up. Donning her robe over her nightdress for warmth and slipping her feet into a pair of slippers, Hesper grabbed a book, a quill, ink, and some parchment and left her dormitory.
To her relief the common room was deserted. She chose the coziest seat by the fire and arranged her things on the table next to her. Rather than read or write a letter to her sister, Hesper hugged her knees to her chest and stared into the fire. She'd realized just the other day that in a month she'd be going back home for summer. She didn't think she could go back to her life before Hogwarts, she'd left home a child and she wasn't a child anymore. She'd go home and it'd be just like it was and she wouldn't be allowed anywhere all summer. What frightened her more was the possibility that she might not be allowed back to Hogwarts on some whim of Great Aunt Jessamine's.
Maybe she would write a letter to Phaedra after all. Using her book as a table in her lap, Hesper started to pen a letter she'd never send to a sister she wasn't even sure was still alive. Suddenly there came the sound of movement in the room which made her start. She peered around the edge of her armchair and tried to locate the source of the noise. "Who's there?"
To her relief the common room was deserted. She chose the coziest seat by the fire and arranged her things on the table next to her. Rather than read or write a letter to her sister, Hesper hugged her knees to her chest and stared into the fire. She'd realized just the other day that in a month she'd be going back home for summer. She didn't think she could go back to her life before Hogwarts, she'd left home a child and she wasn't a child anymore. She'd go home and it'd be just like it was and she wouldn't be allowed anywhere all summer. What frightened her more was the possibility that she might not be allowed back to Hogwarts on some whim of Great Aunt Jessamine's.
Maybe she would write a letter to Phaedra after all. Using her book as a table in her lap, Hesper started to pen a letter she'd never send to a sister she wasn't even sure was still alive. Suddenly there came the sound of movement in the room which made her start. She peered around the edge of her armchair and tried to locate the source of the noise. "Who's there?"
