Violet didn't like thunderstorms; they made her nervous. She couldn't sleep if there was one outside, but sat huddled under her bedcovers reciting potion recipes to herself to calm herself until the storm passed. Now, up here in the tower, practically right next to the storm, she felt like she was about to jump out of her skin.

She did actually physically jump at the sound of a particularly loud thunderclap drawing close, following on the heels of what looked like a giant bolt of lightning, headed straight for a tree. She was so startled that she didn't really notice what the lightning really looked like--obviously she was not going to be very good at this particular form of divination (though she was not very good at any of them, so no surprise there). She felt a prick of worry for the tree, though, and hoped the lightning wouldn't blast it (and in the back of her mind, she rather hoped the storm might blast away a few of the dangerous vines on campus)