Moving into the Great Hall, robes over her train outfit because she was lazy, her heels made soft noises against the flagstone floors. Moving to sit half way up the table, in an area that was still mostly empty- the Welsh girl sat and waited for her boyfriend and her friends to turn up and join her.

Slipping one leg over the other, she looked up at the staff table and went to smile at her favourites... only to blank... and stare.

No Professor Airey.

No Professor Draper.

.............................

Instead, she noted the red gem above Professor Newton's chair... okay - at least she knew him... but a meeting would be needed since she needed to be away from school even more this year for her running.

Moving her eyes down the line of Professors to Professor Draper's old seat... she found a face she didn't know. Great. Just freaking great. She'd have to go and talk to him too... because she didn't want to miss out on her training or her barn time...

Frowning, she turned away from the table upset. Why did neither of them tell her? She thought they liked her. Setting her chin in her hand she tried not to get upset ALREADY.

This was not the way she wanted the term to start.