was she crying – yes, of course she was crying but that wasn’t something she was about to show off to everyone in the room. Wiping at her face a certain Slytherin slowly walked into the hall. All the while her eyes scanned for faces. Friends, she was going to miss the ones she had collected over the years at Hogwarts. For now she refused to look there, at the Ravenclaw table. It was too hard, it just reminded her of those few emotionally charged conversations that had changed everything. She hated it, change. Change wasn’t good, and this year was a year of change.

we’ve got this she told herself as she glanced over toward Gryffindor to send Stella, Rylee, and Chase a little smile. It wasn’t her patented dramatic smile or even her go-to-smirk. It was just a boring old s m i l e that didn’t reach her eyes at all. Her emotions tonight, they weren’t just because of the fact that this could be the last time she stepped foot in this school – or because of that heartbreaking conversation with Ewan. No, it was more than that. It was the fact that if she did come back, Eria wouldn’t be there. Eria had kept her sane for the past few years, and truly, truly she was a role model.

Still, as she made her way through the great hall she didn’t care, she didn’t care at all. It was evident with how she looked – her hair was a mess, she didn’t puck a single drop of makeup on and it showed. Her eyes were puffy. Running a hand over her messy hair she just quickly pulled it into a messy little bun and sat down on the bench her eyes scanning the other tables, of course shew as looking. She wanted to see them what could possibly be the last time – it was hard. Not knowing what would happen next.

Still, for now, she had to celebrate Ravenclaw’s win…gosh, this was hard. Looking over there watching, watching as they spoke to people…this was tough, she didn’t want to say goodbye even though it seemed like she already had.