May felt terrible. She had screamed at Ronan!! She sat quietly crying in the back of the dormitory, feeling bad for him and hating herself. Noble had offered to talk to her in the common room, but she didn't want to go where Ronan was, so she stayed here, crying to the point of pain. Her young kitten, blue, nudged around the muddy soccer ball she had discarded next to the bed. She just wanted to go home. Hogwarts was no longer exciting or cool. It was a place of danger were she could never feel truly comfortable.

Maybe she could go home. Nevermind, she was going home. She moved over to her trunk, leaving a trail of tears on the floor. She then opened it up and began to pack. Hogwarts was no longer her home.