Kay walked down to the broomshed and stopped at the door. A Quidditch final? It was different and she was happy about it. She wondered how the Professor was after all the fighting that had went on. Pulling the door open she see the desk and how clean the broomshed was. She walked over to one of the sets and put her bag down. She read the assignment and pick up the quill and started on her second final for the year.