Avalon never would have expected that Muggle Studies—of all classes—would be the one she was most looking forward to this year. It wasn't exactly because of the subject matter. No, while she enjoyed learning about Muggles, she really elected to take the course again because of Professor Schmoe. As bizarre as her Head of House was, she loved him nevertheless. And she was so relieved that the Neo-Alliance was no longer here to wreak havoc on his class.

As she made her way across the grounds, she almost wanted to hug him. But he still looked a little nervous, and she didn't want to freak him out. So she settled for a big smile as she took a seat on one of the tree trunks next to Dahlia. "Hi, Professor Schmoe." Avalon glanced at the firepit, then back to the castle. Merlin, she hoped they weren't going to be singing campfire songs. Unless there were s'mores involved. Then she might be able to make an exception.