Aurora might’ve been totally clueless about a lot of things but she was fairly certain that Mitsuki did not take too kindly to her. Despite her doubts over whether her presence was appreciated, the blonde did not falter in her cheery grin. “Who’s Milo?” she asked casually, glancing down the Great Hall at the swarms of students as if a ‘Milo’ was going to magically pop out to her. Actually that sounded like quite a fun activity to do when she was inevitably bored during her friends study sessions. Having fifth years as your closest companions definitely came with their disadvantages. Perhaps she could sit and people watch and decide on what names the students that hadn’t been unlucky enough to have met her were called.

Thankfully there came the distraction of the smaller Ravenclaw. “I think she’s talking to me” she whispered theatrically at a volume that counteracted the fact she had bothered to lower her voice at all. As for Emmeline’s question, the wrinkle of the nose was enough of an answer to tell that it hadn’t been quite the summer she expected. But she nodded anyway, grateful that she had spent the holiday with her family of four before they were invaded by another. A boy nonetheless. A boy who was LATE and therefore she’d miss the birth of entirely. “We stayed home this year but I spent a lot of time with my sister.” Avoiding a heavily pregnant and rather miserable Ma.

As quickly as she had finished her sentence had the Headmaster hushed the hall and for once in her life did the blonde shut up to listen. That was until the food arrived and her eyes glimmered at the sight of another Hogwarts feast.