Lex dragged her feet on her way over to the Whommping Willow. It would cheer her up for sure, if not, she would through things at it until she felt better, that was how things worked. She stood at a distance, keeping her eyes locked on it's branches. The way it was swaying told her that it missed her.

She gave it a small smile then plopped down.

How many rocks would she get away with hurling at it today before it got fed up? Normally it didn't mind the first ten or so but what if it was in a bad mood today? She didn't know.

Lex took a rock and eyed it contemplatively for a moment before giving it a good throw. As expected it was swatted away...but not at her...?

Weird....