Pretty hair was pretty and she was done, yes? YES. ...At least she thought that's what Fuller had said. Oh gosh, she really didn't know anymore but she was going to pack up anyway, okay?

Notes were stored and wand was carefully placed in her bag, front pocket so she'd find it easily because Merlin knew she'd forget about it as soon as she returned to her dorm. And yeah, that was everything. At least she hoped so. No way she was coming back for anything once she made it downstairs. And after carefully standing, the eighteen year old painfully slung her bag over her shoulder and headed for the door.

"Thanks for the lesson, Professor." Really. These charms would come in handy. "See you next time." Salute for you, Fuller-face and then Ella was out the door.