More than once the young teen had considered avoiding the closing feast while she packed her belongings, had considered wondering the grounds once more while her peers said their farewells before heading back home. But her feet seemed to have a different plan as they slowly but surely lead her to the great hall for the last time this term.

Her gray tabby was enough of a distraction to keep her from looking at the ongoings at the other house tables as she ambled over to her own, Perseus moving from the hood of her robes to her arms. "Got big graduation plans, Cedric?" Even though she wasn't her usual cheerful self, she was still able to afford him a smile as she slipped onto the bench beside him, kneazle in arms.

The cookies and goodie bags went untouched by the fourth year was still unsure what to make of them. Were they for all the students or just the graduating ones? Who made them? What was their game???