It felt so different. Everything was different for a couple weeks now and while it had been her choice (mostly), walking the streets of Hogsmeade was just bringing back all the feels and memories of things she didn't really want to think about.

But she wouldn't break down. She couldn't. Thankfully, Felicity had offered for a salon visit later with her, even if Sky felt slightly guilty about it from keeping her dormie from her new boy. But at the same time, she needed it.

She needed a hug too. But no more cries; she had spent the first three days after it happened crying and moping about it, and while she was sad, she would be okay. She just had to keep moving forward.

Hogsmeade weekend is here, finally! Ava had been waiting for this time because she totally needed a break now. Being a seventh year was soooo stressful! And she just wanted it to be over and graduated with good grades, hopefully.

This weekend at Hogsmeade was also a perfect opportunity to spend the time with someone special who no other than her boyfriend. She and Phillip had promised to meet at the High Street of Hogsmeade, but there was no sign of him when the Gryffindor arrived. Ah well, she was kind of early though so never mind. Ava saw a familiar Slytherin girl who was standing not too far from her. Was she waiting for Brent or one of her dorm mates?

"Hey, Skylar!" She decided to walk closer and greet the younger girl. But why she seemed not happy? OWLs stress, perhaps?

Vivian absolutely loved Hogsmeade weekends. They were her favourite getaways from the countless responsibilities she had to face especially this term. Lately, she had been craving for some escape and adventure... and obviously, that was the main reason why she was out today. Skipping to the village with her trench coat wrapped around her body, the blond scanned the shops around. She had been here loads of times before and she knew what each had to offer, so she sort of stood there weighing her options.

But... oh, didn't those look like familiar faces?

Ah well, perhaps she'd be able to catch a couple of shop suggestions from them. Vivian was never this indecisive before, okay? Being a teenager was exhausting. "Hey, guys!" The blond greeted them as she skipped towards the pair. She noticed Sky looking down... which was understandable. Vivi went forward and pushed the ends of her dormie's lips up with her thumbs, mimicking a smile. "You look prettier that way." So no, frowning today, okay? Okay.

"What's up, Miss Ava?" Vivian looked at the older Gryffindor with a big smile on her face.

Fiyero needed a break BIG TIME! The stress of OWL year was starting to get to him... and it wasn't even Christmas yet! He'd spend most of the night last night trying to brush up on Transfiguration (aka his worst subject!) and ended up oversleeping. He'd completely forgotten it was Hogsmeade weekend until his cousin woke him up to remind him, and he had to rush to get dressed and join the others heading to the village. But he was finally here, thank goodness! A weekend with no cram sessions would do him a world of good!

He wandered aimlessly down the street, his nose buried in the latest issue of Quidditch International. He'd been so busy lately that he hadn't even made time for quidditch! As he walked he made a mental note of all the places he needed to go today. He needed to replenish his stash of candy (because his cousin kept stealing it!) And he should probably look for a birthday present for his little sister while he was here. And get some FOOD! That was a big priority...

The blond Gryffindor suddenly heard voices and looked up from his magazine to find he'd wandered straight into a group of girls. Well this was awkward... He smiled at them as he closed the magazine. "Hey, Vivian. Hey, Ava," he greeted them. "Having a good weekend so far?" Then he saw Skylar and noticed she didn't look very happy. He wondered why. Was it OWLS or something else? Well maybe there was something he could to to cheer her up. He seemed to remember she liked quidditch. "Hi, Skylar. Read the latest issue of Quidditch International yet?"

Well, someone at least was having a good day and Skylar had to admit that despite her own emotions, Ava's enthusiasm was contagious. To which she was about to greet back, when her bestie and dormie and secret wifey showed up, not hesitating to pull the corners of her lips up to which Skylar had to appreciate. "Anyone ever tell you that you're the best?" Cause she was, really. "Hey Ava," she finally greeted of the older Gryffindor.

And speaking of Gryffindors, there was a male, whom she recognized ever so vaguely, with his nose in a quidditch magazine. Huh, how had she not realized he was a quidditch fan?!? She knew practically everyone interested in the sport. Biting her lip, she frowned and shook her head. "Hey Fiyero, sadly not. I've just been so ... a lot on my mind. Is there anything interesting in it this issue?" Actually, thinking about quidditch did help cheer her up. For the briefest of moments, until she connected sports to him, which only made her regretful of her decision.

Fiyero couldn't say he was surprised by Skylar's reply. She didn't look too happy when he got here. He didn't know her well enough to know about her personal issues, but he could completely relate to having a lot on his mind. OWL year was a nightmare! "Oh, sorry to hear that,"
he said, giving her a quick sympathetic look. He didn't want to make a big deal out of her mood; it bugged the heck out of him when people did that to him! He was up to listen if she wanted to talk, but that would probably be weird.

At least talking about quidditch seemed to perk her up a bit. "Yeah," he said, nodding. "There's an article about the British and Irish Quidditch League. Want to read it?" He offered her the magazine. He'd read most all of it already, and besides, if he wanted to read the rest, he could just "borrow" his cousin's copy. Think of it as payback for five year of raiding his candy stash!

Did anyone ever tell Vivian she was the best? Not lately, no. But did she needed someone need to actually tell her so she'd know? Also no. She had known that for quite a long time already, thank you very much. She had been a great friend to the secret wifey dormie, so Vivian didn't think Sky needed to tell her anyway.

Vivian looked back when she heard someone approach them, and even the voice was very familiar. With seeing a familiar Gryffindor guy, a smile grew on the blond's lips. "Hey, Zorro!" She greeted him. They hadn't hung out in a while, so she was quite glad to have seen him today. "What's up?" The prefect made a mental note to catch up with him again next time. She had missed hanging out with him.

The old owl let out a screechy hoot as it approached the village. Dark clouds were following behind, so it flapped its wings harder with as much might as it could muster. A delivery had to be made before the skies decided to pour rain. Plus, it was very tired after the long journey and so desperately wanted to relieve itself of the letter that had been tasked to send.

The bird circled the village, yellow eyes searching. But the intended receiver was nowhere in sight. So the animal did the only reasonable thing it could think of: it released the letter from its grasp, certain that the humans would be able to figure things out on their own.

As the owl flew off out of sight, the letter fell to the floor of the street. The envelope was black in colour, and the name written in crimson writing read Kaysha Stewart.

He never really cared to come here, but the fact that he was bored in the castle and needed to look at a few things in a certain shop made the third year come down. Plus his mother had been around the castle a little too much this term, escaping was the only reasonable solution to his issues. So Eddie headed down the road.

Alone as usual, he looked up to see the clouds. Really? His only time coming here it as going to rain and he was going to end up wet. Stupid clouds.
Shoving his hands in his pockets he kept his eyes up for a moment as he saw an owl. Nothing weird about seeing the postal owl made his change his direction so looking back towards the road he kept moving, until something landed at his feet.

"What's this?" He looked at the envelope and then looked back up at the sky.

It wasn't as though Simon wanted to leave Puddifoot's. It had just gotten nasty in there, and he didn't mean the shop. The shop was wonderful as always. Not wanting to go into full detail on himself of the events that occurred the young Badger hurried at his own pace down the streets of Hogsmeade when he saw that the clouds were getting darker. Rain...That was no good. He would need to get himself out of the rain and into another shop quick. Maybe he could get some candy to lighten his mood some. Just as he was about to turn into the store a letter dropped from the Sky. Oh....Hmm. An Owl missed the Post Office by a Long Shot.

He reached down and picked up the letter. Only hearing the other voice right next to him and jumped back a bit startled. "Ah...oh Ed?!" It was just Eddie Blaze. Simon inspected the letter and saw the name on it. "It's addressed to Professor Stewart." He showed the Slytherin the name on it.

He glanced at Simon unphased by his sudden appearance. Looking at the envelope for a moment to see the letter written he shrugged, "Stupid thing probably got bored and decided to let go of it." Owls weren't his favorite of animals and honestly if he was an owl he wouldn't want to always be carrying letters for people either.

"We should just leave it here. Don't want her accusing you of stealing her mail or anything." Not that she probably would, but delivering it meant talking to a professor and the muggle professor a that. Something he avoided if he could. Stupid muggle appreciation crap.


"Or we could just open it see if it is even that important." Though it was probably some dumb love letter or something.

Simon blinked a tad surprised, but also kinda not really at Blaze's comments about the Owl. Who was he to say if Eddie was wrong about the Owl being lazy? he could very well be correct. "I thought maybe we could just deliver it to the Owl Post the rest of the way." Finish where the Owl couldn't.

Professor Stewart wouldn't accuse him of stealing a letter would she? She was one of Simon's favorite Professor. Especially since she taught Muggle Studies. it was one of his favorite courses here at Hogwarts. Especially since Mr.Rockefeller focused so heavily on with Simon's Tutors at home before he started at Hogwarts. "She wouldn't do that." Yeah and besides. Professor Stewart was one of the Teachers that seemed genuinely concerned for his health at times. she was a good one in his books for sure.

"You want to open it!?" Simon shook his head with a frantic No. "Letters are sacred. you can't open one that isn't yours" He pointed and jabbed his finger at the name. "That doesn't say Eddie Blaze. it says Kaysha Stewart." Huh her first name was Kaysha...The more you know.

Simon was one that he didn't mind around.
The boy was kind of interesting, but kind of seemed like an easy person to persuade when needed. Eddie wouldn't admit, but he was kind of an actual friend and the only one Eddie actually had. Though he shrugged off Simon's comment, "Look at the clouds, thing wanted to find a tree before the rain started didn't even care if the letter gets ruined." All the evidence pointed to it being lazy.

"You never know Simon, some adults seem nice, but accuse kids of everything." He looked around the street, "See anyone that would back us up if she did accuse us? Can't get the owl to talk, so it is our word against hers." They should just stash it somewhere that someone else could find and be on their way.

"What if the fall from the sky accidentally opened it." He made the quotation marks when he said accidentally to really prove what he was saying. "Can't fault us for glancing at it if it had already come open. Plus what if it's something bad, isn't it our job to keep bad from the castle." Or their job to get it first and stash it away until they could figure out how best to use it. "Or what if her mum died, wouln't it be easier for her to hear it from a person than read it in a letter? We would be doing her a favor."

That was a favor, right? People actually cared about how bad news was brought to them? He thought about how his own mum took news and it seemed to be bad either way, so maybe it wasn't a good argument, but he was going to try anyway.

Why was Eddie trying to explain to him why Owls are Bad."I'm not saying they're good birds either. I don't really do much with owls anyways." So see. He was agreeing verbally now. So Eddie would feel okay about it.

He scratched his hair. "I suppose so. Derf doesn't think much about some of the Adults around here either." He he told Eddie yet about what his Dormmate thinks of Professor Myers? You know in case Eddie and Derf needed something to bond over.
Simon turned his head around and nope. "There's no one here. I think they also all saw the storm clouds coming in and got inside. We should do the same." Guess that sort of answers his question.

Eddie was making Points. not Good points or Bad points but points to opening the letter. "Isn't it just the Professor's and Staff's job to keep us safe?" not the way he was saying it.
But....Simon did feel like maybe he could help stop something bad from happening. "Here. You check. You picked it up first and looked into it. I was just nearby." he pushed the letter into Eddies chest. "If it is something bad that Professor Stewart should hear in person then we'll go tell her together." That was fair enough.

Oh he was talking about Derf, another person that Eddie determined would be good to keep around. He nodded as he spoke about him not trusting professors either. Maybe Hufflepuffs weren't as dense as the snake thought. Maybe it was just his sister that took that title on her own. "Well he's right, you shouldn't ever trust them right away. They are adults and adults can be out to get you even if they pretend they care." His uncle taught him how to be suspicious of everyone. "Where you want to go?" He looked at the buildings trying to decide which would be less crowded, but failed to feel anyone would actually be.

Damn, he was probably right and Eddie really didn't have an answer to that. " Come on Simon, did they truly keep you safe with the portal or with all that's going on right now? Are we really safe? What if it is the professors actually doing this stuff. What if the professors are the ones cursing people and doing the destruction in our dorms?" That should help, right? His smirk grew as Simon handed over the letter and he took it. Turning it over he certainly was going to open it.

Simon was beginning to believe his Classmates in his year for some kind of Rebel Alliance and he was just learning this now. Adult Anarchists in a sense. "But. I know at least one that does care. So He matters the most" Maybe he can let Mr.Rockefeller in on this Rebellion, as Simon trusts him most of all.
"Zonko's or, Honeydukes. I was actually headed to Honeydukes to get out of the Rain before we saw the Letter." he pointed over to the Candy Shop. Then looked up at the sky to keep an eye on the Clouds.

Simon's face went pale white at the mention of the portal and the monster and just everything that happened at the end of his 1st term at Hogwarts. He blanked out of reality for a moment. Not wanting to be anywhere near anything at has to do with the portal. Not even mentions of it, but he couldn't stay there forever. He had to come back. No way was he gonna leave Blaze with this black mystery letter all on his own. So he Blinked and came back to. Reaching for his inhaler and taking in a puff of fresh air to get his senses back around him.

He shook his head trying to find any reason to disbelieve what Eddie was telling him. "No way. The Professor wouldn't have released a Monster...or curse their students. Why would they? What would they gain?" He questioned the idea, but deep down that seed of thought had been sewn.

He looked around anxiously. "So you think then that this is some kind of secret correspondence to Professor Stewart to Sabotage another Dorm or Paint more Blood on the Walls then?" Come on Open it.

"Well, of course, there are a few. Like my uncle would never lie. He's the one that taught me not to trust people easily. They will turn on you and ruin you." He turned the envelope in his hand as he spoke. He might have wanted to groan though he didn't for the places Simon wanted to go. They were the most crowded and lit places. "No, we shouldn't go there right now. Not with this. What if this contains something so bad and someone else sees it. We could cause tons of chaos."

He hid the grin that came as he saw how pale Simon went. He got what he wanted he got him worrying that the professors were actually involved with this. That was the goal and he did it by the looks of the boy. This helped his case more than anything else.

[b] "Let's just go to the alley, there probably is somewhere we can hide from the rain and no one will be there to find us. He knew if they got caught they'd be in trouble and he was going to try to avoid that. His eyes moved around to see if anyone was still around before he stuck his finger in the corner of the envelope and ripped the top of it open.

Though he stopped and looked up at Simon's words, "Come on Simon, you cant tell me it hasn't crossed your mind. There hasn't been anything else about it since it happened. It was pushed under a rug. No real answers. My mum is on the board and can't get answers from all of it. Now the students being are being cursed and again we aren't going home or it's not really being discussed?" He had to get Simon to agree with him or this was going to not go well when it came out to be lame. "I don't know, maybe they are just sick of kids teaching for so long or they are being paid by someone to do it." Professors didn't get paid much, his mother told him that in one of her lectures before.

Could be, she is the muggle professor and purebloods were the ones being cursed weren't they? Maybe she is trying to do away with purebloods all together." Genious plan really and if it wasn't for the fact that the professor had it backward and should be cursing the muggleborns he would be super impressed.

Now back to the letter, getting the envelope open he peared inside.

Instead of spending time with her three girlfriends like she usually would, Kaysha decided she would take a walk to clear her head. It was a good day, despite cold that was still lingering. She was also deep in thought. Over the past few weeks, she had been slowly coming to a decision. It was about time to voice her opinions. It was simply wrong to keep them to herself. Her upcoming lessons would be the perfect place-

Was that her name she had just heard?

Was the speaker referring to her or to her cousin?

Kay paused, listening for a moment, trying to determine if the conversation concerned her. She recognised the voices now. Edward and Simon. An eyeroll was resisted. Leave it to Eddie to be the one trying to influence Simon with those words. She could only hope that Simon was strong enough to stand up to Eddie. He was such a good kiddo, that Simon.

The woman decided to make her presence known so she approached the boys. “Hello, gentlemen. I couldn’t help but hear my name,’’ among other things-eyes on you, Edward Blaze Jr- “and I was wondering if you were speaking of myself or my cousin.’’

"You're absolutely sure your Uncle isn't lying to you about not trusting anyone? Wouldn't that itself then make what he says untrustworthy and therefore adults can be trusted. Except your Uncle?" Logic.

There was definitely fear and worry crossed onto Simon's face now. Especially with all the talk about the Professors being in on something with one another to Off the Students just so they couldn't teach them anymore. He tried to keep his self-doubt of this scenario open. This conspiracy just seemed so far-fetched. It couldn't be real. "Okay yeah. We should go to the Alley. It'll be safer to exam the contents there than out here or inside a shop."

No no way. That theory made some sense! "I'm Pureblood, but then. Professor Stewart is just playing nice to get to me." That couldn't be real. "You think she knows I'm Pureblood? Mr. Rockefeller Adopted me, and he's Halfblood. Maybe she doesn't realize it." His Eyes Trained on Eddie as he peeled open the Envelop. "What is it? What's it say?"

Oh Merlin!

Speak of the Evil and they shall Appear!

Eddie Hide the Letter!
Simon Stood right in front of Eddie the second her heard her voice and looked at her a bit of shock on his face. At this point if she discovers they were intruding into her mail they were busted for sure! She'll Curse them! "P-professor. Hi. No your Cousin." Who in Merlin's beard was her Cousin!? He nodded frantically. Trying so very hard to hide any kind of fear in his eyes.

The Hufflepuff gestured carefully for Eddie to slide the letter into his man-purse which was resting at his side.

Simon was getting an eye for that. If he only knew who his uncle was. If he only knew was Fredrick Blaze was capable of. He just kept eyeing him for a long moment. "My uncle would never lie. He has taught me everything I know and need to know to be part of the family business one day." That was all he was going to say, because not only was he going to take over that business he was going to rule the wizarding world at some point.

He got him, he knew he had him the minute the pureblood came out of his mouth. "You might be safe, but you better keep your guard up just in case."


He was looking into the envelope just about to take the contents out when what the hell was Simon doing? He looked up just to see the professor. No sense of fear or nerves hit the boy he kindly just held the letter in his hands.
"Well professor, we aren't really sure. See the clouds up there, well there was an owl going a bit crazy and dropped this envelope down in front of us. It had been torn open and we weren't sure which Professor Stewart was Kaysha so we were going to glance at the inside to see if we could figure out who to bring this to and you know if it was bad news like a mother died or something we could maybe bring tea and cookies to help comfort the bad news one of you were going to get."

Lifting his hand with the envelope he let her see it and a very innocent calm look was on his face.

SPOILER!!: Si and Eddie! <3

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"You're absolutely sure your Uncle isn't lying to you about not trusting anyone? Wouldn't that itself then make what he says untrustworthy and therefore adults can be trusted. Except your Uncle?" Logic.

There was definitely fear and worry crossed onto Simon's face now. Especially with all the talk about the Professors being in on something with one another to Off the Students just so they couldn't teach them anymore. He tried to keep his self-doubt of this scenario open. This conspiracy just seemed so far-fetched. It couldn't be real. "Okay yeah. We should go to the Alley. It'll be safer to exam the contents there than out here or inside a shop."

No no way. That theory made some sense! "I'm Pureblood, but then. Professor Stewart is just playing nice to get to me." That couldn't be real. "You think she knows I'm Pureblood? Mr. Rockefeller Adopted me, and he's Halfblood. Maybe she doesn't realize it." His Eyes Trained on Eddie as he peeled open the Envelop. "What is it? What's it say?"

Oh Merlin!

Speak of the Evil and they shall Appear!

Eddie Hide the Letter!
Simon Stood right in front of Eddie the second her heard her voice and looked at her a bit of shock on his face. At this point if she discovers they were intruding into her mail they were busted for sure! She'll Curse them! "P-professor. Hi. No your Cousin." Who in Merlin's beard was her Cousin!? He nodded frantically. Trying so very hard to hide any kind of fear in his eyes.

The Hufflepuff gestured carefully for Eddie to slide the letter into his man-purse which was resting at his side.

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Simon was getting an eye for that. If he only knew who his uncle was. If he only knew was Fredrick Blaze was capable of. He just kept eyeing him for a long moment. "My uncle would never lie. He has taught me everything I know and need to know to be part of the family business one day." That was all he was going to say, because not only was he going to take over that business he was going to rule the wizarding world at some point.

He got him, he knew he had him the minute the pureblood came out of his mouth. "You might be safe, but you better keep your guard up just in case."


He was looking into the envelope just about to take the contents out when what the hell was Simon doing? He looked up just to see the professor. No sense of fear or nerves hit the boy he kindly just held the letter in his hands.
"Well professor, we aren't really sure. See the clouds up there, well there was an owl going a bit crazy and dropped this envelope down in front of us. It had been torn open and we weren't sure which Professor Stewart was Kaysha so we were going to glance at the inside to see if we could figure out who to bring this to and you know if it was bad news like a mother died or something we could maybe bring tea and cookies to help comfort the bad news one of you were going to get."

Lifting his hand with the envelope he let her see it and a very innocent calm look was on his face.

Quite obviously Kaysha had startled them. Or at least Simon. She smiled kindly at him but the smile disappeared to be replaced with a slightly suspicious look. The Hufflepuff was acting differently, as though he had figuratively been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Suspicious blue eyes shifted to Eddie.

A letter for her?

Could it be the one she had been expecting?

Her face revealed nothing when Eddie mentioned a dead parent. The students, as far as she knew, did not know that she had a few months ago become an orphan. Though the comment did drive through her heart like an icepick. Kay took a deep breath to reclaim composure. “May I see this letter then? Certainly one of you knew my first name is Kaysha.’’ Not for one moment did she believe that the letter had been torn open before the boys encountered it. Simon’s reaction may have had something to do with her deduction.

Note for later when things have calmed down with their Professor Stewart encounter. Ask Eddie about his Family business. He could learn more about his friend. Remain vigilant. That was one of the things the Headmistress stressed wasn't it? Keep his guard up as Eddie said. No wait he can't take advice from the Headmistress if she's in on all the Evil Professor stuff. In fact she would be the Ringleader no doubt about it.

Simon felt a cold sweat coming on. Was he too nervous. Absolutely. He wasn't even sure how to not show it. He turned and looked at Eddie as the Snake kept his calm and just revealed the letter to her. Even brought up the possibility that one of her Parents may be dead and all that they had spoken about before.

He could go for some more tea always himself.

The Badger spoke up once more with a nervous tone still settled in his voice.
"I didn't know your name was Kaysha. It's a very fine first name, Kaysha. Proper. Fits you very well. Your parents named you perfectly." Merlin he hoped her parents weren't dead now. Black Envelops suddenly seemed like the perfect color to store 'Death in the Family' style notes.

At least it wasn't a Pink Slip.

Man did he have to teach Simon how to be cool about things.
Maybe he wasn't going to be someone Edward needed to keep close even if he could persuade him the way he needed. Might not be worth it if he was going to act all nervous and give them away when it came down to it.

"Well professor I can't speak for Simon, but I don't make it a habit to try to call professors by their first names. I was taught by my parents that is very disrespectful,
so with two Professor Stewarts I couldn't who had what first name."


He handed over the letter without any hesitation and stood very calmly. "I do apologize for how it looks, we were of course only trying to help and figure out who it was for to get it to its owner. If I was you professor I'd be contacting the owl post and get that bird retire for not doing is job."

SPOILER!!: Si and Eddie! <3

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SPOILER!!: Prof. Stewart and Eddie Blaze

Note for later when things have calmed down with their Professor Stewart encounter. Ask Eddie about his Family business. He could learn more about his friend. Remain vigilant. That was one of the things the Headmistress stressed wasn't it? Keep his guard up as Eddie said. No wait he can't take advice from the Headmistress if she's in on all the Evil Professor stuff. In fact she would be the Ringleader no doubt about it.

Simon felt a cold sweat coming on. Was he too nervous. Absolutely. He wasn't even sure how to not show it. He turned and looked at Eddie as the Snake kept his calm and just revealed the letter to her. Even brought up the possibility that one of her Parents may be dead and all that they had spoken about before.

He could go for some more tea always himself.

The Badger spoke up once more with a nervous tone still settled in his voice.
"I didn't know your name was Kaysha. It's a very fine first name, Kaysha. Proper. Fits you very well. Your parents named you perfectly." Merlin he hoped her parents weren't dead now. Black Envelops suddenly seemed like the perfect color to store 'Death in the Family' style notes.

At least it wasn't a Pink Slip.

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Man did he have to teach Simon how to be cool about things.
Maybe he wasn't going to be someone Edward needed to keep close even if he could persuade him the way he needed. Might not be worth it if he was going to act all nervous and give them away when it came down to it.

"Well professor I can't speak for Simon, but I don't make it a habit to try to call professors by their first names. I was taught by my parents that is very disrespectful,
so with two Professor Stewarts I couldn't who had what first name."


He handed over the letter without any hesitation and stood very calmly. "I do apologize for how it looks, we were of course only trying to help and figure out who it was for to get it to its owner. If I was you professor I'd be contacting the owl post and get that bird retire for not doing is job."

Kay’s head tilted slightly to the right as she surveyed Simon. “Mr Rockefeller, are you alright? I’d like you to calm down if you can.’’ Also for Merlin’s sake, she wished they’d stop talking about her parents. She didn’t need reminding about them. As cold as it sounds, not thinking of them helped a great deal. “Thank you. It’s an unusual name but I like it.’’

It surprised her that neither of the boys knew her first name. Surely they must have overheard another professor address her that way before. But that was the least of her worries. She took the opened envelope and at the same moment cast a suspicious look at Edward. He was being overly polite about this entire situation. “I’ll be sure to do that, Mr Blaze.’’

Black envelope, crimson writing…

...surely it was from...

Kay immediately retrieved the parchment from within to read to herself. "The Hawk is still an Eyas. Wait." Alert blue eyes read the message twice more and a small smirk graced her features. She replaced the note then looked to the boys again.

“It’s just a letter from an old friend informing me of a visit he’ll be making. Run along now, both of you. Enjoy what’s left of the weekend. I’ll see you back at the Castle.’’ The envelope was clutched tightly in her hand as she walked off, mind fully on what was to come.