SO. They were in last place score-wise, but effort-wise and fun-wise, Beezus thought otherwise. This term might not have granted them the chance to won back the Quidditch Cup, but it definitely honed their bond. And for Beezus, that was what mattered most, aside from being injury-free y'know.

Mo's banner said it. First in Fun...because they had a Slip 'n Slide, they had birdie nicknames and most especially, each other.

Oh and food AND music.

They had those awesome stuffs too.

"Professor James," She said, acknowledging the woman's presence that despite things, she managed to strike up a smile. Beezus was about to step closer to the group, hug everyone for their amazing efforts and congratulate Captain Sparrow for a splendid season when all of a sudden.....the atmosphere turned chilly.

...Ugh.

Dementors?

.......................UGH.

Feeling a lump in her throat, Beezus swallowed hard and anxiously eyed her 'Claws, especially the younger ones. Professor James won't let any harm come to them, yes? Beezus still couldn't conjure a decent patronus so she was relatively useless. Regrettingly turning her gaze at the creatures however, she GULPED.

"P-Professor?" Make the black hooded figures go away.