The West Tower is a tower at Hogwarts. The Owlery is located on the top of this breath-taking tower. During the winter months, the tower is very cold, to the point that one should be careful with ice on the higher landings. A tightly spiralling staircase leads from the bottom of the tower on the seventh floor up to a door leading out onto the battlements.
The girl was hiding in a dark corner, wrapped in her warmest cloak and currently crying. She knew she shouldn’t have ran from History, but she did, what Miguel and Jackson were saying was hitting a bit too close to home for her. Her hands covered faint bruises on her arms, something that she had kept hidden for so long.
Once she'd gotten away from the class she'd gone for a walk to get her own head together and thought she heard crying. Moving to investigate she'd see Texas and frown slightly biting her lip as she did. Her voice would be a bit remorseful as she spoke. "Hey...I'm sorry."
She shook her head slowly. "It was everything else that was being said, not j-just you." The light highlighted the faint bruising on the girl's arms, as Texas looked up at Anna with a confused expression. "I just... didn't realize that Miguel and Jackson were so, aggressive towards each other."
She'd shake her head. "I didn't either. I mean...at first I thought it was just a stupid boy thing with both of them trying to one up the other but...it turned pretty nasty." She'd pause her admission rueful. "...and I didn't help." She'd nod down at the girl's arms. "What happened?"