Beth Greyvson was mostly clean – really. It was the best she was going to get after spending the entire last period of the day in the art classroom painting merlin knows what…it looked like a runny potato whatever that was. Truly, she wasn’t an artiste or however Cordelia always said it…she was just Beth.

The blonde slytherin girl spent a moment trying to scrape a bit of the paint off of her hand as she walked down the hall. It was then, mid step that she heard it the sound of parchment crumpling beneath her feet. What the?

Looking down she carefully picked up the letter and well…maybe it was gossip? Everyone knew gossip was fun right? Still her eyes widened as she saw the name on it – the names…Professor Stewart had been fired? ”excuse me, sorry” she muttered to whoever was around as she defiantly folded the paper into a neat square and tucked it into her robe pocket.

THIS needed to be brought to someone…maybe – maybe Professor Wayland? He seemed like he’d be helpful.