Eden had been noticeably absent from the start of term feast (and Hogwarts altogether) the previous year, and was noticeably late to it this year. She missed the sorting altogether and it was only after an older student threatened to snitch on her to a teacher for skipping that she entered the Great Hall and took a seat by some familiar faces at the Ravenclaw table, Ash and Lisa among them. She was still short, still skinny, and the bags under her eyes were bruiselike on her skin, which was paler than normal.

"I'm back," she shrugged in greeting, hoping nobody brought up that she hadn't written or told anyone where she'd been or that she looked like the aftermath of a hippogriff's dinner. "Did somebody say tattoos?"