Why had she decided to tryout for Quidditch again? Oh yeah, good way to keep off the weight now that she was basically confined to a diet of junk food. Seriously, she hoped that the house-elfs came back soon because things were getting more ridiculous by the day. Not only had Professor Airey assigned homework that essentially had them cleaning the castle, but just this morning she'd thought she'd seen a mouse on her way down to the kitchens for yet another breakfast time sandwich. So, the yawn she let out and covered with her hand was excusable, hopefully. She wasn't so bold as to say 'good day' to someone who looked like they were having about as much of a good day as she was, so she settled for a polite "Hello, Professor Lafay," before finding a station and taking her seat, wondering what had become of potions with the lack of funding.