Being out in the grounds was becoming something of a habit for the fourth year Slytherin, although today, the sky was a little lighter than the last time she’d wandered the path down into the grounds.
Once down by the hut, Sloane wandered over to the canopy and seats and took one, not really looking who she was sitting near or looking at anything particular. Ignoring the professor and the weird box that was sitting on the table, Sloane pulled out some parchment and a quill and sat ready for yet another lecture. |