The blonde looked up from her plate. A couple of boys had sat down, one of whom was wearing a Prefect's badge. He was definitely a fair bit older than Niamh. The other boy looked about the same age as her. But another girl had also arrived at the table by this time too. Niamh aimed a smile in her direction, There was a chance she could be in the same year as the ex-Beauxbatons student. But, oh what was this, she was talking to one of the boys. Her smile vanishing, Niamh looked away quickly. She didn't want to be seen to intrude on their conversation. Perhaps they knew each other. Niamh sighed. Starting school at any time other than the beginning of First Year was evidently going to stink. Besides, she missed her blue satin uniform. |