As she had been doing for five years now, Janelle paused outside the Astronomy classroom to de-lint herself. Picking up the lint roller, she used it liberally to make sure her uniform was spic and span. With that task accomplished, she entered the classroom.

"Hello Professor Flamsteed", Janelle said, headed toward her seat. "Live long and prosper." Janelle couldn't help but add that last part because he was still the Admiral, no? Finding an empty desk, she sat down and began to prepare for the start of class. The presence of an apple on the desk, did not escape Janelle. An apple would hit the spot right about now, but she knew better than to touch it. This was Hogwarts after all. You never quite knew the deal. Instead, Janelle waited. All would be revealed soon enough.