Elyon swept in to the Great Hall, overjoyed to be back at her real home. She didn't think she'd be returning, but now that she was here, she was sure she wouldn't let any time in seeing her few friends or studying be wasted. She sat back by herself, staring dreamily at the ceiling, clutching her butterbeer cork necklace in her hands. She knew that there was no mistletoe up at this time of year, but she wanted to be on the look for nargles.