What. A. Week. First a death, now the first DADA lesson of the term. Presumably thanks to the Slytherin's death, with the Headmistress' comment on their common sense. Which she thought unnecessary since not everyone was dumb enough to go into the Forbidden Forest and anger the Acromantaculas for who even why at this point, but she would forgive because the Headmistress was probably still trying to process everything. Merlin knew she was. It was a shock to the system, even though she hadn't known the dead student that well at all.

Heather entered the classroom, prepared to see upset, possibly glaring professors. Instead, she just saw an empty room with one classmate in it. Ooooooookay. The professor's weren't going to like, test their defenses and common sense by just throwing something on them, right? Because that would just be cruel considering recent events. Either way, she wasn't going to risk getting in trouble and took a seat on one of the usual mats laid out on the floor.

Speaking of the mats, was Professor Romanos going to teach this lesson? Where had she been all term anyway?