Skipping and leaping towards the Great Hall, Beatrice was feeling very light. She was happy. Really, she was. It was her birthday ! And even though no one in Hogwarts had greeted her, it was fine because she received a letter from her aunt and it was worth a hundred greetings.

She sat on one side of the Ravenclaw House Table and helped herself to some bacon and macaroni. She also couldn't resist the aroma of the blueberry muffins and she also took a full cup of Pumpkin Juice. She was grinning broadly but she also hoped that someone might actually greet her.