Violet was still having periods of forgetfulness and fuzzy thinking ever since being exposed to those candles of Healer Poppy's last year. The healers her grandfather took her to over the summer said that she was probably allergic to something in the potions Poppy used, possibly dragon heart, and that it would go away in time, now that she was no longer being exposed. But it was taking too much time! And this was her fifth year at Hogwarts and that meant O.W.L.S., and Violet was not going to let Poppy's foolishness cost her her grades, not in this important year. Not without doing everything she could about it, at any rate.

So, much as she hated to ask for help for anything, she'd taken herself up to the infirmary to ask if there was anything that could help. At least, that was her original intent, but since the owl post had come in that morning, she had something even more important to ask about.

Walking in the door, she looked around to see if Professor Peralta was anywhere about.