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It had been a... stressful few weeks, to say the least. The last week itself had put some more gray hairs on the man, he was sure of it. Piers lingered in the back of the arena while Trent held his meeting. It had certainly been disheartening to see (well, hear, really) the students on the pathways scream and crumble in fear instead of actually fight and try to survive, so Piers was thankful that the Headmaster was having a chat with the students. Of course, he wished that it were under better circumstances and that two of their students hadn't gone missing... but the meeting was necessary.
Questions. The students had a lot of questions. Piers stood through them quietly, only changing his expression once to roll his eyes at O'Hara's lack of faith in the Headmaster and the spectacular job she was doing instilling more fear and uncertainty into the students in the room. Absolutely brilliant.
Once all that needed to be said was said, Piers looked around the room to find his two Prefects. He was going to need their help now more than ever, so while some more students asked their questions, he found his way over to them and leaned down to speak to them quietly.
"I'll need you two to help the rest of the Slytherins get to the Gryffindor common room. Vita, when the Headmaster is done, lead the way and guide your housemates. Patrick, I want you to stay behind and guide the rear. Pick up any stragglers and lost ones on the way, alright?" The Slytherins weren't used to climbing that many stairs just to go to bed, so they may need some help in order to not get lost. "And... try not to scare anyone. Everything's going to be okay." Okay? Okay. Cool.
Teenagers had a way of being dramatic, you know? |