Ehhh.... tired... exhausted... disgruntled Livvy walked into the tent, glancing around. No tension so far. She had been worried about the Hufflepuffs rubbing it in their faces, but seems like they were being good sports. True... they, Ravenclaws, had already won for like..... three terms in a row or so... but it still stunk that they didn't win this term. It stunk a lot.

Ehhh.... next year. Definitely next year, they'll get 'em. For Willow, since it'd be her last year. She hadn't seemed too happy.

Livvy heard an outburst and she jumped as she turned to see who it was. Cellllaaa.. poor girl. Livvy wondered if she was okay. She was just too delicate. "Ceeelllaa! Are you okay?! Why do you need something green?" she asked with a confused look, as she walked towards her.