Fiona had experienced some issues last term when she took this subject at Beauxbatons. This made her determined to not have a repeat of that this term and that was her mindset with every lesson. "Bonjour Monsieur," she greeted with a smile and small nod of her head.

As she sat down on one of the hay bales, Fiona noticed the birds and she could feel herself getting rather sad, though she was skilled at hiding it. She could tell that something just wasn't right.