Harlow was totally wiped from Quidditch tryouts. She and never worked so hard in her life and she was sure her entire body was covered in bruises.

She was a delicate little thing, not a quaffle target!

Harlow mince stepped into the classroom, "Hullo Professor." she called with a small smile on her face.

Harlow turned to find a seat and was happy to see the bean bags. And her face brightened at the Cokes and peanut butter M&Ms! She shuffled over to the table and loaded up with an many of the little bites of Heaven into her hand as she could. And she slipped a Coke into the pocket of her robes and quickly found a bean bag. "Thanks professor." she told her. This was a most welcomed treat indeed.