Janelle made her way toward the Ancient Runes classroom with less thn her usual enthusiasm. Things were not the same and probably never would be again. That was sad for many reasons. She reached the door, wand in hand and peered cautiously inside. No Professor Botros at the door. Was this a test?

When Janelle spotted the Professor at his desk, she breathed a sigh of relief.......sort of. We're things really as they seemed? How would she ever know? Janelle hated feeling anxious and suspicious. She was twelve. She was supposed to be carefree and unconcerned. It seemed that those days were over.

"Hello Professor", she said quietly as she passed by. Then Janelle took her seat and glanced at the faces around her. Nothing to do but wait.