"Oh... The Mirror! I heard the runes on it's frame are quite exquisite..." She made her way towards the mirror and as soon as she was before it she looked at the runes... but something was deterring her eye... if was her reflection in the mirror. You'd think a werewolf's greatest wish was being out in the garden with the full moon out... basically not being a werewolf anymore... but that's not what she was seeing at all... It was her, holding a child... a beautiful dark haired child, with brown eyes and the most precious little pair of glasses... she blushed and pulled away from the mirror.

"Thank you Anna," she said to the prefect. "That was... fun."