Astoria ran through the empty dungeon corridors, only stopping when she was completely lost. She stood with her back against a thick stone wall; wondering if anyone would ever find her.
She wouldn't be missed that was for sure. Her parents were always so busy these days and her sister had other things to worry about.
No one from her house would care. Slytherins didn't make friends they made acquaintances.
Tears ran down her cheeks as she remembered that she was alone.
The war had changed everything.
She didn't know what was right and what was wrong anymore.
The Dark Lord and Dumbledore.
They were her only choices.
Good and Evil.
It should be simple.
But it wasn't.
Her parents supported The Dark Lord, she knew this to be true. But they had never committed to a side, never signed on as Death Eaters.
The war was coming.
Every Slytherin knew this.
It was time to choose a side.