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Louisianna 
Evelyn stepped into the cupboard, quickly closing the door behind her. It was a lot bigger than she was expecting. But I guess they have a lot of brooms to store in here. Evelyn wasn't exactly sure why she had followed Wesley in here. Perhaps she was just curious to find out why she was hiding, or perhaps she wanted to see if Wesley needed her help.
She couldn't see Wesley in the darkness. "Wesley?" she whispered as quietly as she could. Maybe there's a secret passageway in here and she's already gone. Evelyn ran her hand blindly along the side wall, hoping to feel for some sign of where Wesley was.
The third year had smushed herself against the wall as best she could, holding her breath when the door opened.
Please don't let it be the professor. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please don't-
If the lack of heal clacking answered her prayers, Evelyn's voice was a sign from the Divine.
Small brunette head popping out from behind some mop heads, Wesley whispered back,
"Evelyn!"
For a split second, the Hufflepuff considered casting "Lumos," but then realized it was better dark. If an unusual light was shining from the closet's door, Professor Bunbury would find them. Instead, she reached out and grabbed the girl's outstretched hand, tugging on Evelyn's arm downward.
"We've got to hide. Where's your friend?"