The little first year was in shock when her Professor announced that they had concluded the final charms lesson for the year. Her first year was coming to a close and she could not believe it. Soon she would be off heading home to the empty corridors of Whitley Hall and occupying her time when her work obsessed parents weren't home with art, the flute, and most importantly Quidditch. It was sad really. She had grown so accustomed to her time and friends at Hogwarts that her summer would be empty without them.

"Yes, you too Professor. If I don't see you before the end of the term enjoy your summer and see you in September."