Her bottom lifted off the bench to peek over the top of the students that had already joined her, not really taking notice of who they were. It dawned on her suddenly that most of her friends actually weren’t in Gryffindor so would probably sit at their own table. How rude that Remy’s end of term feast needs were not the top of everyone’s priorities. Still, she needed to keep an eye out for Atlas, who had pretty much turned into her closest friend by the end of term, and Remy couldn’t think of anyone better.

Settling back into her seat, her attention moved to Kinsay who was… talking to her?! Gryffindor royalty? She glanced over her shoulder to check Kinsay wasn’t talking to someone else before responding. “Yup! I’m having a belated birthday party as soon as I’m home.” Since her birthday was spent at Hogwarts. Lots more presents to be had! “Got any plans?” She asked.

Mooooore Gryffindor royalty. Cece made her feel more at ease than Kinsay did, mostly due to their contrasting first interactions at the start of term feast. Remy beamed at her. “Hi, Cece. I can’t believe how fast the term has gone… it was… a weird term, right?” Or should she say… it was a totes zen term, for all the wrong reasons.