So.......yeah. Heather had been pretty subdued since the death of the Slytherin and subsequent Headmistress-led DADA lesson. And speaking of said lesson, she was glad that Professor Botros was already in the room, because it meant she didn't have to go through the whole routine of checking the room for Dark Wizards and whatever else the Headmistress wanted them to think was in, or possibly in, the castle. It was way too early in the morning for that.

"Hello, Professor Botros," she greeted, making her way to her assigned seat and sitting. Wait. The professor wasn't by the door as he usually was. Was he sick? Or maybe just tired? Was he having trouble sleeping because of recent events?