Rachel hurried into the Great Hall and blinked in confusion, surprised to find it almost empty. Frowning slightly, she made her way to the Ravenclaw table while checking her watch to see what the time was. Groaning, she shook her head at her foolishness, absentmindedly sitting down next to the only person she knew there - Barry. Unbelievable... I thought I was late, when in actual fact, I'm absurdly early. Great, she thought dryly to herself as she looked around the Hall, eyes flicking to the doors every so often to see if people she knew had arrived.

Spotting no one, she turned to the table and grinned at Barry. "Hey Barry, haven't seen you lately. How are you?" she asked as she poured herself some pumpkin juice. She took a big gulp of the drink and as she laid down the cup, spotted someone down on the floor. "Erm, what are you doing?" she asked the boy, puzzled by his weird behavior. Maybe there's something under the table? Leaning back, she lifted the tablecloth to peek under the table, but saw nothing. Strange person...