Sarah leaned against the wall next to the old tapestry. She had never been one for patience, but she was too busy thinking to actually worry about lateness. Besides, she hadn't exactly provided a time in her owl.

There were plenty of places, she was sure, that they could do this. But she wanted it to be the best ever. Some place quiet and hard to get to. Someplace they could personalize and make theirs for all of the seven years they would be at Hogwarts.

... And then they could pass it on to another generation once they left. Other kids deserved HQ's too. Yup.