Holli looked up at their new department head, giving a tired smile. Ugh, she needed more sleep with this kid inside her. Three months to go. *gulp* And she had no clue what she was actually supposed to be doing for her task. She was hoping it was pregnancy brain and she wasn't just turning into a complete idiot. Make a list of where Portkeys could go. The words wouldn't go together in her head, though.
'Could a Portkey go... Uh... In a field?' she asked hopefully, tucking a strand of ginger hair behind her ear. She might be close. Somehow. Probably not, she was just hoping.