It was... odd, to say the least, for Rachel to step into Astronomy knowing that Professor Forrester won't be there. She had grown fond of the man over the years - even though he had still scared her, he was the best Astronomy teacher ever.

And now he was gone. Clipping her abstract mask on, the sixth year entered the classroom and stopped dead at the sight that greeted it. It was... EMPTY. But not just devoid of objects - it was literally empty, cold, scary, unh- WHATDIDHEDO?!

Rachel's eye caught the red line painted on the floor and she almost yelped out loud. HOW could they DO such a thing? It was one thing for History of Magic to be held here but if he wanted to disfigure something, couldn't he do it in his own classroom? And NOT here... For, well, obvious reasons.

Speaking of which, where WAS Truebridge? Looking around, she couldn't see him anywhere. She began running through a list of possibilities when she noticed Livvy.

Oh, boy.

I'm ok - I'm not ready, but I can still do this.

...
Oh, bugger.