Erin was with Beezus, AGAIN, at the common room. They were just passing time, nothing much to do. “Picnic? ” Erin asked Beezus.

“Yeah. When? "The Ravenclaw shifted to face Erin.

“Tomorrow? I’ll bake.” Erin suggested cheerfully.

Beezus thought hard and long, “How about now?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. The kitchen’s open. Let’s ask help from the house elves.”

“Do you even know how to cook? I mean bake?”

“That’s why we’re asking help from the house elves. And also, we need to visit the Baby Elf, right?”

“Guess, so... I wish we could have Cass with us,” Erin uttered.