Libra flipped him off once he'd let himself out. She weighed the pros and cons of exploring the room now as opposed to later, and reasoned he'd leave her alone to sleep.
Which made her wonder if he had anything for her to change into - or if it was dress robes or naked.
Sighing, Libra gazed down at the paper before she started to write.
Mum,
I've been taken hostage. He said his name was David Hunt, but I'm pretty sure that's a fake. He said he's going to do bad things to me, hurt me, until you announce you're stepping out of the running for Headmistress of Hogwarts.
This isn't a joke and I'm not hiding in my room playing around. He's got me in some room somewhere, and I believe he will hurt me.