Vi had checked in, keeping an eye on the younger years as she passed them in the corridor on her way to the Prefect's compartment. She slid into the compartment and found herself alone. Then Vi took a deep breath trying to calm herself once more. No more tears. She had to be happy.... but being by herself made it harder for her to contain her tears.

She took out her journal and began drawing the castle that she loved so dearly. "A la prochaine," she whispered.

With a brighter smile, Olivia Holden lifted her chin up. It was time for her next great adventure.