Her mood was… okay. The Gryffindor was certainly ready to pack her bags for the summer but was also dreading going back home. Being at boarding school created a sort of independence that Remy was starting to enjoy. Teenagers, mahn. With her robes pristine as ever, she took in all of the familiar faces as she walked down the hall. The stick out face - favourite Flamsteed… a few of the graduating students… a few non graduating students. Meh, meh, meh. Only one important face so far.

Speaking of…

Why was he always fussing over Phoebe James? Remy scoffed a little at the awkward gift giving that she had just witnessed, and sat down close bypretending to ignore it completely. “Pfffff.” Oops. Accidental pffff slipped out there before smiling softly at Kinsay and Cece.

Where were her friends at?