Naima sat at the breakfast table in the dining hall, waiting patiently for Noah to join her. She had an empty bowl of cereal in front of her, tapping her fingers nervously on the table.
Noah never skips a meal, she thought suspiciously. Perhaps he’s sleeping in after our late night out?
She filled a plate with all of his favorite items and quickly left the dining hall, making her way through the corridors up to the Witch and Wizard dormitories. It was Sunday, so it was not as though they had classes, but she really wanted to speak to him about how they would present the evidence to Mina.
Students milled about unhurriedly in the corridors, earning Naima some odd looks as she rushed through the passageways of the castle. With each step closer to Noah’s room, a bad feeling grew stronger
