Millicent reached out to pet the cat, her heart sinking at the fact she might never see Hades again.
"I can handle school," she replied. "I just don't know if I can handle socializing with other people that aren't in my house. Slytherins stick to our own, mostly."
Millicent's lips curled up in a somewhat soft smile. She'd heard Myrtle soothing someone - a boy, in sixth year, but she wasn't sure who it was. She hadn't wanted to interrupt, so she slipped off to the dungeons.