Ugh, so many emotions. Firstly, this was one of the first last classes of Emmanuelle's school career. Second, the whole 'sleeping on the floor' situation was beginning to make her cranky. And finally, she was sort of wondering what kind of situation she would be walking into by attending her last potions class. Professor Lafay had been looking worse and worse as term went on and it was very worrying. She may be just slightly indifferent to the professor normally, but no one deserved to go through whatever she seemed to be going through.

And speaking of Professor Lafay, Em didn't spot her when she first entered the classroom. That was odd. Still, she thought it would be better to just do what she usually did upon entering the class. She found herself a seat, this time towards the middle. And that's when she noticed that their professor standing at the back of the room instead of the front. Okay, that was odd. And she looked like, well, death warmed over. "Hello, professor," Em greeted, just managing to keep her voice even.