It was a beautiful February afternoon. The smell of spring was starting to fight its way through the winter slumber and the sun shone bright in the sky. Wanting to take full advantage of the unseasonably cheery day, Emmalyn packed her bag and headed out to the courtyard to study. Walking the grounds and daydreaming would have been her first choice, but reading in the sun was a close second.

After finding the perfect bench, one that faced just the right angle to keep the sun out of her eyes, but still allowed the warm rays to fall upon her vitamin d lacking body, she took a seat and pulled out her planner. The trouble with struggling in several classes was trying to choose which one received attention first. Transfiguration was a struggle, as was potions. However, the only class she had managed to set another student's clothes on fire in was charms. That could never happen again...at least not on accident. She let out a small giggle and shook her head at the thought. No, she would never set another students clothes on fire on purpose either.

Finally deciding upon her plan of study, she pulled out her book of spells, and began reading. She was so engrossed in her reading that she was completely oblivious to her surroundings.