The feast. The feast....and then...summer. And then her very last year of school....it was a little weird tot think about. She couldn't wait to start her life... but....she had grown to love this place in a way she had never felt for Durmstrang. It would feel weird not to walk these halls...

No one was HERE yet? From her house? Except this girl who's name she couldn't remember ahem ahem EXCUSE US.

She plonked her BUTTOCKS next to this fourth year(yes, she knew the girl was a fourth year) and smiled. "HI there. I can't lie--I don't recall your name. But totally have seen you around--so--yeah--" Well whoops. The poor girl. Eden was lousy at names though...so...maybe it wasn't the girl at all, and it was more Eden being SPACEY like usual. "I'm Eden--in case ya' don't know--" which, why would she? Eden was by no means an important aspect to the school.

Nope.

She glanced at the Gryffindor table..where was Phe?