Oh hey look, it was Gwen! Well, that was weird. She hadn't really spoken to the younger girl since they had switched up their faces in potions. Yes, being polyjuiced as someone else had been an awkward experience. In fact, there were a lot of problems with that polyjuice potion that year. Ugh, those memories made her cringe. Poor Rumi.

Anyway, she waved at the Ravenclaw and said, "Oh hey, Gwen. Long time no see." The last time she had REALLY spoken to Gwen was when they were each other a few years back. Well then.



There was a lot going on. A lot of people that the redhead was ripping through to say goodbye to and all the while trying not to let the idea of graduation eat away her. It didn't bother her. Nope, she would be fine. Without them all... everyday... huh. Leaving was a such a weird, raw emotion. The whole thought of it made her feel very young again. The real world she WOULD be the baby again. The youngest in the bunch. Maybe that would be a nice change of pace.

Just as she was about to turn and say goodbye to someone else she felt a Shark Bait in GREAT need of a haircut slide down the bench so that they were shoulder to shoulder. Yes, the two girls, even though a few years apart, were virtually the same height. And yes, the eighteen year old was fun sized. And yes, if ANYONE wanted to say anything to her about it, she would gladly introduce them to Mortimer. He was rather good at proving a point or two for in the past.

Before she could even say hey to her little Shark Bait, the younger girl was talking. Merlin, this was just like Alice. The girls were growing up so fast and taking on the dominant role of the conversation. They were going to be totally fine without her, which made her equal parts sad and happy for them.

And then there was a box in front of her filled with cookies. This was sweet of her, very sweet. Especially since Selina couldn't cook herself, so anyone who remotely didn't burn anything in the kitchen was a hero.

..........

Hang on, hang on. She DID trust Penelope. That girl was her little Shark Bait. Her seeker, her little munchin. If Penelope thought that Selina didn't trust her she was sorely mistaken. It was just that she was never one to throw her problems on ickles. That did not mean, though, that she did not love them or trust them. Because she did... a lot.

But she did not say anything. Not even utter a retort. Penelope looked like she had something she wanted to say and the redhead was going to let her get it all out. Once she was done, she wrapped her arms around the younger girl and hugged her tightly. She understood why Penelope was saying what she was saying and she appreciated it, but right now she just wanted to hug her Shark Bait for the last time in the Great Hall.

"I'm gonna miss you more then you know, Shark Bait." And THAT was the truth.



Just as she was in the middle of hugging Shark Bait, who was obviously severely concerned about things, she felt someone poke her. Did they NOT see that they were ruining a moment?! Honestly, she was going to turn around and shove Mortimer up their nose until they begging for mer- oh, it was Beezus.

Well, THIS was awkward. The two girls had not really seen eye-to-eye since the beginning of last term for reasons. Reasons that Selina did not want to get into because their relationship as of late was NOT one that she was particularly proud of being that the two used to get on, quite famously actually. But you know, lies and stuff? Yeah, that ruined their friendship.

Letting go of Penelope and turning her full attention to Beezus so that none of her ickles had to see this conversation, lest it go south, she tapped on her knees and said, "Oh, um, hey Beezus." Did she not know that this was the Gryffindor table?

Not that other people weren't allowed and stuff. Just, yeah, most people didn't venture her. Gryffindors usually did the wandering.



Scoffing a little, she retorted, "Biter learned a LOT from me. Don't underestimate her. The teeth leave marks... more then my bat ever could." And that was the truth. She often wondered if Alice sharpened her teeth to give them the extra EDGE that was specifically Alice. Besides, the girl ALSO had a bat. So her violence threshold had the potential to be a LOT more then the Head Girl's. Only time would tell to see if she implemented it.

And THAT comment garnered a laugh from Selina. Another twelve year old to terrify? Well, didn't Cambridge know that just because she was graduating did not mean that she wouldn't still be around to terrify her? Heck, she might even send her a HOWLER on occasion just for the fun of it. There was always that option.

Ruffling the younger girl's hair awkwardly, she tagged on, "Don't worry, Cambridge. You won't be able to escape me. I'll ALWAYS be keeping an eye on you. And don't you forget it." For the fun of it, she just threw her a look. Heh.



Looking over a ways down the table, she saw Max sitting there looking all pathetic. Oh for Merlin's sake, if Gryffindor fell into this constant state of awkwardness after she left, she would sick Alice on ALL of them. Bearing bat and teeth. Yeah, she was serious. They had to knock this all off. Whatever, you know, THIS was.

Gesturing for him to come and join the party, or whatever this small gathering over here was, Selina said, "Oi, Lupin. Smile, 'kay? And get your bum down here." Honestly.