I cannot believe I agreed to go to this. Francesca Clairmonte wasn't exactly sure how long it had been since she left Hogwarts but she knew it was a very long time ago. The place almost looked exactly the same as she had left it, but she definitely didn't look the same. The days of pixie cut short hair and combat boots were behind her. In fact they had been gone for quite some time. Not to say that she didn't have that world famous temper anymore. She just used other methods to express it. She was a lot more mature than she was when she roamed the halls of Hogwarts with her two friends at the time. If she actually saw anyone she went to school with, she'd be in shock. Most of the people here looked younger than her which made her want to sink into the floor.