Toes skirting the dance floor, Junia swayed to the music and watched those around her. This was the perfect spot to see what everyone was up to and the small Botros girl so liked to be in the know. A smile was given to both the prefect and Headmaster who were also nearby, though the brunette stayed fairly quiet. It was weird, knowing her grandfather used to be the one with the title. She wished she could've been here while he was in charge...

And now she wanted Adrastos.

Growing up was hard.