She'd thought about heading up to the room of requirement at first after running walking out of the library, but having been keeping her head up high and tears at bay for the time being until she'd gotten there, the Slytherin girl stopped after realizing where she passed.

Looking behind her to the portrait, Evelyn backtracked her steps and entered the prefects bathroom. There was no way she'd make it up to the seventh floor in time before the whole tear dam broke anyhow, and this was the closest place to privacy. But...

Crud. Someone was already here.

Why were all the quiet and peaceful places already taken!? "Carter."