"Darce with Kirk?" repeated Vi as her eyes softened at the thought. That was brave. Darcy was Mel's baby. She had raised Darcy and the fact that she was bestowing Darcy's care on Kirk was a very telling sign to Vi. She loves him. She really does. That very thought brought a smile onto Vi's lips. She had to bite back a comment about the wedding. Heh. They were good for each other. She leaned her chin against the palm of her hand as she watched her housemates interact just staying silent to enjoy the moment. She was going to miss this.

Vi felt a pair of lips gently land on her cheek. There he was. She figured he must have been enjoying his time in the castle one last time. She felt the tears begin to build and she blinked her eyes, looking down for but a moment before smiling once more. No tears. Not yet. "Ace!" she said with a grin as he sat next to her. She could feel her hands beginning to shake a little. She balled her hand up into a fist in order to steady the shaking and help her direct her attention elsewhere. Hopefully that would stop hers from shaking. Vi took a deep breath and chuckled at Matt and Mel's reaction. Then her boyfriend led a round of applause for their proud house. What a natural leader. He was an inspiration. The way he just.... A smile crept onto her lips as she watched him. Incredible.... Huh? She paused, glancing down at her hands for a moment, and then just enjoyed the moment. It would be strange not sitting here again in this magnificent castle. "Yes... To an even better victory next year!" she smiled, using her free hand to raise the goblet of water. "Well done."

And the graduates stood and Vi found herself reaching out towards Ace to gently take his hand into hers hoping that the shaking wouldn't betray her feelings. He probably knew better than anyone how she was feeling at this precise moment. She was trying to stay strong.

During the round of applause, she had heard someone else clapping and turned to see Professor Marchand at the table. There he was! He was alright. She was happy to see that he was in a better state than in Dufftown. Phew. A small smile crept onto her lips. Her eyes softened once more and she felt a twinge in her heart. This was goodbye, wasn't it? She paused, listening to her Head of House begin to thank Liv and Ronan for their help in Dufftown. And then he turned his attention towards the seventh years. As he spoke, he mentioned the Gryffindor values. Strength, courage, spirit, and energy.... Acceptance too. Accepting him as their Head of House.

When her Head of House looked at her just for that moment before looking down to hide his head from them, she felt her chin begin to wobble every so slightly. They had been through a lot. Beauxbatons... Which brought back memories both bad and good. Though Marchand had always kept an eye on her there... And when she came to Hogwarts, he had kept an eye on her here too. He had always believed in all of them- all of the students. He truly believed in them... and her. Without another word, she found herself wrapping her arms around him. She would miss him.

After giving him the hug, Olivia took a step back, wiping tear stained cheeks. She hadn't planned on crying. She really hadn't. "Thank you... for everything." Seriously. He had always been there with a helpful smile paired with a chocolate, a cup of cocoa or a cup of tea. "For always being there through thick and thin. Keeping an eye over our reckless family...." Vi felt her throat start to close in and tears well up. She took a deep breath. "But it's not adieu for all of us...." she said, remembering what she had heard at Beauxbaton's graduation. She chuckled, blinking back tears."We say a la prochaine instead! Until next time."