Zhenya had really finished her sixth year? Like... really honestly truly FINISHED? Which meant... next year was her last year at Hogwarts? She swallowed hard, suddenly realising that her time was almost finished. It was almost at an end. But she still had one whole year... yes, she did. And she was going to start studying for her NEWTs when she got home... or a few days after, you know.

She slid into the bench at the Slytherin table with a smile, "Hi Everyone," she said, waving to nobody in particular.