    With a grin that felt too forced she thanked him, darting around her mother and up the stairs. A ragged breath escaped her lips once she entered the safety of her room. It had taken everything in her not to flinch away when Helen had touched her. Grabbing her beaded bag she dug through it before producing a black, hooded robe from within its depths. Thinking for a moment she decided to take the bag with her in order to properly set up an account at Gringotts. Stowing her wand up her sleeve she slipped downstairs and towards the door before remembering she actually had to tell someone she was leaving.