Unlike most students at Hogwarts, she never saw the
appeal of being an Auror, or working with the Ministry. Elinor
wasn't sure of what she wanted as a career, and her professors
kept pressuring her. But one thing she wanted was the person
who wasn't pressuring her.

If she didn't hurry, she was going to be late meeting him.
She scribbled down the last of her Potions notes, then tucking
them away.

"Thanks, Nigel," she said softly, so as not to interrupt his
own deep concentration. She passed the textbook back to him
before rushing from the common room.