"Blegh, NEWTS. Good luck on those." And that would be her next year. Was already dreading it. She still remembered the stress the OWLS had brought and she figured the next would be even worse.

She also didn't know what exactly had happened between Dylan and Daichi, but Duck Boy was acting out of character for him. And not the ice cream caused weirdness from all through out term, either. But mean and immature. She gave him a confused look, but chalked it up to stress. After all, he was a seventh year too, right? So, yeah, the NEWTS had to be weighing on him as well.

And then there was Professor James with the trophy. Sky couldn't help but let out a whooping sound upon seeing it. What, it was a celebration, right? A joking whistle was let out when their captain kissed the trophy. Again, celebration. But then a buzz kill came in the form of Professor Lafay saying that she hadn't approved the party. She didn't seem to trying to stop it though, so it was all good. Until a nasty chill and rattling sound followed her in. A very familiar chill and rattle. "You mean like those?" she replied, wide eyed and pointing at the dementors. Hopefully they wouldn't get close to her again....