Beth had tried to stay toward the front of the pack when the feast ended…really, she’d considered leaving earlier but the conversation with the Baron had been interesting to say the least. Still, the Prefects had been nice…sure, sure maybe nice was pushing it with some of them but that was what she had excepted. Hell, she’d known that’d be the case the moment she had met the fellow and found out he was a Prefect.

She could still remember it, clear as a bell…the moment her mum had dropped that plate she had been drying. The glass splintering everywhere as it shattered on the floor only for her to stutter out a ”wha-what did you say? I hope…that’s a good thing” but her voice, that tone had made her chuckle.

Her own mother was shocked that he had been chosen as a Prefect. Still, Beth rather liked him in the he wasn’t absolutely dreadful sort of way. Once she was INSIDE the common room she couldn’t help but grin. Everything she had been told was true – the window into the lake…oooooh maybe they could learn Mermish this way? She wasn’t about to practice it now that would be dreadful.

BEAMING she practically bounded her way over toward Laurel. ”hi…um, I mean hello Professor Vance, it’s a pleasure.” polite, be polite that was the rule here polite and something about bees and honey. ”mum sends her regards,” she smiled as she reached into her bag and practically dropped a tin onto the table. It was tea of course, no one came to a party unprepared. ”I…um, its tea…mum helped me pick it” that was the truth, well sort of. Her mother had bought it and likely would know where it had ended up when she checked the tea stores in the kitchen…still, Laurel needed tea.