Time for Charms class! These lessons were always super fun, so normally Emmeline would've come bouncing into the room as soon as she could drag herself away from her cruppy. But it had only been a few short days since the incident with the burning gnome in a DADA lesson, and the second year did not feel like bouncing anywhere yet. Instead, a very tense, wary Emmeline entered the Charms classroom and muttered a quiet, "Hi, Professor Marchand," as she passed his desk. She slid into her usual seat near Derf and Stasya, and managed a grim smile and "hiii"'s to both of them as she sat down. She also waved to eeeeveryone she knew in the class, especially Jessa and Miss Olivia.

It had not been a very good week. Purple shadows underscored her blue eyes that would stay fixed on the door until it closed, only serving to emphasize the lack of sleep she'd been getting lately. She hoped there wasn't another...strange adult observing this lesson too. Or the same one, which would be even worse. There was one bright spot in her mood, though: she liked Halloween a LOT, and the classroom was veeery Halloween-y.