Sam was packed and ready to go on adventures: her first ever birthday party, and then she was going travelling round Europe with her bestie. All in all, she was pretty excited about the summer - probably the most so she'd ever been since starting at Hogwarts. She knew Dora was a little more torn though, which is why she'd left the Gryffindor to do her thing at her own house table so far.

Goodbyes could be hard, she knew.

Her stomach rumbled, and Sam looked up from where she'd been tapping her nails on the table and around the room, It was filling up, but there was sure to still be a little while until the food arrived. She knew she should've put the last of the birthday cake in her robes, and not packed it in her trunk! Ah well.