 be curious, not judgmental
Meet me on the second floor in the corridor with all those suits of armor, Sophie had told Cat of their urgent forthcoming meeting. No one probably ever wandered this particular corridor unless they were going to see the Headmistress, the Ravenclaw assumed, so it seemed pretty likely that there would be no one around. No one to eavesdrop while she shared top secret information. Except the suits of armor, but the ones in the gallery on the third floor were her friends, so these ones down a level were probably like extended family or something, in theory. They were good company to keep.
So there the third year sat on the floor in between two suits of armor, bundled in outerwear because the castle was so darn drafty and wasn't tremendously good at keeping the unusually bitter winter air from seeping inside, was it? Ugh. She was all ready for summer adventures with Tobes again... even though that meant Cat and Mo would be graduated and leaving her forever.
Sophie wrung her hands, her heart laden with sadness and anxiety over the very thought. But this wasn't meant to be an unhappy meeting - Soph had exciting NEWS to share - so she straightened up and tried to stop fidgeting, glancing down the corridor every few moments, awaiting her best friend's arrival, undeniably nervous.
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