Slipping away early, and thus beating the rush of the students as they ascended the stairs, Seren strode into the common room all grins and carrying a small hamper filled with goodies for the students to share. The start of term feast had been more than filling, but if she new anything about her Lions, it was that most of their stomachs were a bottomless pit.

"I have a feeling this will be a good year for us," she spoke over her shoulder to her partner in crime as she began unpacking the tea goods onto one of the tables. "The first years look promising, and dare I say it, with Quidditch cancelled the others might actually turn in their homework on time." Not that it had been too much of a problem in the past, but distractions were distractions.