. . .

At least she had a reason to back up her absences from Herbology now. The sixth year had never felt more stupid in her WHOLE life - and that included the time when *censored - WAAAAY too stupid*. So yeah; she wasn't feeling very good about herself right at this moment. She had spent the whole lesson staring blankly at Bunbury's hair - it was the only shiny thing in the room - while trying unsuccessfully to listen and comprehend what they class was actually about.

Feelings? Plants? Devil's Snare... SUICIDAL HERBOLOGY PROFESSOR - ohwait, she was also insane too.

There was NO WAY Rachel was going anywhere near that creepy vine thing. Just the NAME made her want to flee the vicinity... Looking over at the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team as he made his announcement, she couldn't help but snort. Right. Like THAT was supposed to encourage her.

She stayed back. WAY back.