The moment she noticed all other doors were locked Beverly knew sleep wouldn't come soon. Didn't matter anyway, it wasn't like she was going to sleep. Heading into the meeting room, leading the younger snakes in, she waited until they all gathered. No need to lose one and pay the prize for that. She's already had enough.

Yes. She was eyeing a certain Gregoire.

Why was he still bleeding? Good thing their Head of House was the school's Healer. Shooting said woman a nod, as well one to Professor Bellaire, Beverly stepped inside the room, acknowledging the students already there, and took a seat where she could keep an eye on the door and make sure old and new Slytherins weren't joking about.

No more jokes. Time for business.

They've made her work overtime. Not the way to start the term.