Hesper's eyes widened in surprise and apprehension. She'd never spoken to Seneca Lestrange before but as a much older girl and a prefect she automatically felt a certain degree if respect towards her. The sort of respect that made her want to be invisible to the sixth year.
Before she could respond, a third voice piped up and Hesper was relieved to recognize it as belonging to Flora. "Actually I'm writing a letter!" she said with sudden confidence that had everything to do with her friend's timely arrival. After a beat she added, "I couldn't sleep." She wanted to know what Miss Lestrange and Flora were doing up but didn't want to seem overly familiar towards the prefect.
Before she could respond, a third voice piped up and Hesper was relieved to recognize it as belonging to Flora. "Actually I'm writing a letter!" she said with sudden confidence that had everything to do with her friend's timely arrival. After a beat she added, "I couldn't sleep." She wanted to know what Miss Lestrange and Flora were doing up but didn't want to seem overly familiar towards the prefect.
