Emily walked down the length of the Ravenclaw table, her long wavy black hair fanned our gracefully behind her, and took a seat. She peered around at the new faces, and the familiar faces. This was her final year at Hogwarts, she had been through so much over the past few years but her time here was coming to an end.
One year, she thought. One spectacular year. She smiled and helped herself to a peppermint humbug.

She was looking forward to meeting some new friends this year.