It was an unusually hot Sunday morning on a supposedly cold January day. With a book clutched in one arm and Alice on the other, Erin was very happy to spend the day with her, almost best friend. They spent too much time together lately because of their similar intentions of ruling an empire, Alice, the world, Erin, the Ministry.

"Erin, do you like boys? I mean in specifics?" Alice asked the Ravenclaw. Didn't she already ask about this but got nothing in return? Erin would never spill the beans either with Tiffany, Alice or Elise. "Not in my vocabulary."