Giving a little gasp of happiness as the bag appeared on her desk, Wesley giggled. Two years later and Professor Lupa still caught her off guard with all the little gifts.

Tentatively, she opened the bag, tipping the runes into her hand. Setting the empty pouch beside her notes, Wesley clasped her hands together. Closing her eyes, nose scrunched up, she thought, Will the next DADA lesson be about another Unforgivable Curse? Whispering a couple 'Pretty Please No''s under her breath for good luck, the Hufflepuff shook the stones with energy.

Once satisfied, she tossed them up, perhaps a little too forcefully, and winced as several landed on her head and others rolled off her desk onto the floor. "Sorry!" Wesley apologized quickly in one high, clear note, before sliding out of her seat and scrambling under the table for the runaway runes.

A little out of breath, the Hufflepuff settled back into her seat, setting the three fallen stones next to the bag in the position they had been on the floor, with only the sun facing upward. Then, analyzing the others, she scratched out a list.



Slightly disappointed such a small number of runes were facing up, Wesley bit her lip and attempted to make a statement. The sun seemed to be saying no, they would no longer be learning dark curses but something happier instead. Something about, Wesley looked at her notes on the Eye, understanding stuff. Lots of stuff. Stuff about wands and being nice.

Right, this was looking good. Feeling confident, the Hufflepuff glanced at her last rune. Romance.

"Oh!"

Getting excited, Wesley started writing her answer.

Wiggling in her seat, Wesley was having a hard time stomaching her happiness and pride. She was so smart. Really, really, really smart. How else could she have remembered her DADA homework?