Selina took a seat at the Gryffindor table and seemed to meld right into the seat. She was at home sitting at her table. Gryffindor had been her home for a whole year and she could not wait to start another. She had grown so much in the past year and was thoroughly excited to grow more. Grow more in intelligence, grow more in Quidditch, grow more in friendship, and grow more in herself.

So she watched all of the old students return and sit. She smiled at her peers and her friends. Without even thinking about it she touched her tie softly. She was home.