Emily walked into the great hall, late for the first time. She had her head held down, she wore an amazing red sari with gold hand stitching and intricate design under her school robe. Her hair was down and in delicate tight blonde curls. When she got to the Ravenclaw table she sat down and looked up. She looked amazing, her tight curls framed her face perfectly, her Ice blue eyes could have melted anybody in her path. She wore a topaz bindi which accentuated the shape of her big eyes. As usual she had a satchel tied to her waist, Inside lay her Tarot cards, Runes, crystal ball, and a delicate tea cup. Her bag, of course, had a magical expansion, and her tea cup and crystal ball had protection spells on them to prevent them from breaking.

Emily smiled, radiating a warm feeling of contentment all around her. So much had happend to her that year, as well as the year before. Her twin sister was now dead, and she found out that she was to be the new knowing one in her mothers families gypsy village. She had a big summer comming up and she couldn't wait to get started on learning advanced divination over the summer from her aunt (she isn't really her aunt... it is an aunt that has greats before it, but emily couldn't remember how many).

"Lovely feast" she said to anyone who would listen to her.