Jan 7, 2020
@hazwilliams
Wren was shelving books in the library when she spotted Harry. Putting down the small stack she was working on, she waved to him. “I have something to ask you” she said, almost in a whisper. “I heard someone say there’s a dungeon on the island. Do you think that’s true?” The idea made her nervous. They were already prisoners. Being locked in a dungeon would only make a bad situation worse.