Gwen hurried into the Great Hall, a little late for the feast, and slowed down. She glanced around warily, torn between being glad to be back at Hogwarts, and wary of last term's repurcussions. If someone had told her a couple of years ago that Hogwarts would be split in two and trampled over by the Ministry, she'd have said they were poorly Confunded and to stop reading outlandish unauthorized Harry Potter biographies. Even so, the warm and inviting Great Hall, with the clear evening sky overhead, made her hopeful, and she couldn't help grinning.

"Hi everyone," she said, clumsily taking a seat at the table.

"I never realized how many boys Hogwarts has."