Arya slowly walked into the Great Hall. Finally after what seemed like an eternity they were soon going to be leaving the castle that continued to remind her of the horrors that happened weeks ago.

She spoted a few of her friends at various tables, but it was not there company she was seeking. Sluggishly she made her way over to the Ravenclaw table. Ivory still wasn't there but she didn't mind waiting, that and she was far too exausted to leave.

Without looking at anyone who was occupying the table she ploped down on the seat, rubbing her weary eyes. Resting her head in her right hand, she lazily stared at the food laid out before her. Her stomach craved for some food, but she still didn't have much of an apetite. So she just sat there staring at the food, waiting for her friend to arrive and the day to end.