Having been forcibly thrown out of the Common Room, Phoenix decided to get a drink up in the Seating Area until she knew what was going on, she should probably reply to her mother's owl as well but that could wait until later she decided.

Having got her drink and sunk down onto one of the seats, Phoenix dug the sketchbook she kept shrunk down in her pocket and resized it, propping it on her knees and paused, looking for a good subject to draw.