Kat was going to spend time in the library today... because she had to study for NEWTs in advance and she hasn't been here too much last term. She was only making up for the time she didn't spend in here, and because she didn't go here much. It made her feel guilty because she did like Mr. Kitridge. Help dude, he was. So her final year at Hogwarts was going to be dedicated to Quidditch, studies, and NEWTs. Though it might be hard because Quidditch was her everything and then NEWTs would determine her future.

Ugh. Decisions. Kat hated making decisions.

......... Weren't these turnstiles supposed to be gone now? Kat glared at them. They took away the turnstiles from the common room and the great hall, but they sure placed them in the library entrance. OH HOGWARTS, WHAT ELSE HAVE YOU GOT? Hesitantly, Kat dropped 8 sickles in the turnstile. Yeah...... yeah. Whose idea was this? The Slytherin Head Girl was gonna complain at his/her face.