It was with a far lighter heart that she arrived at the end of term feast than the beginning so many months prior. With OWLs now officially completed and a few blissful weeks before she even had to start looking for the returned grades, Vera was pretty ready to take advantage of her summer. Though... With Gobstones, work and a family excursion to Italy she wasn't quite sure how much free time she'd logistically have available but... that didn't mean she wouldn't still make it work for her people.

All of that was also a problem for later. For tonight, she could bask in the fact they'd be getting perhaps one of the best meals they'd had all term with the kitchen resuming it's normal operations. And with the dust cleared, perhaps (hopefully) there would be less sneezing during the course of the evening as well.

Finding herself a seat at the Gryffindor bench, and ignoring how abysmally her house had scored for the term, she let her eyes wander over the hall while she waited for anyone to join her.

He. Had. Survived.

With OWL exams done with and another school year coming to a close, there was definitely more pep to his step. They all were just hours away from not having to open a textbook or write another essay or make it to class on time for a handful of weeks. Truthfully, the blond was more than eager to kick off their summer vacation. While this year had been a productive one (certainly more productive than years prior), he was ready to turn off his brain for a while.

But first, there was a feast to enjoy, and he would not be holding back the moment all of those delicious delights made their appearance on the table. In the meantime, he gladly welcomed the sight of the brunette he had plopped right next to without any hesitation. He then scooted extra close beside her so they were sitting shoulder-to-shoulder. "Thoughts on going on a little adventure after the feast?" he suggested with an eyebrow wiggle.

She wasn't sure who she expected to arrive at the table next, but the presence that plopped down next to her was a welcomed one and she turned to smile at him as he scooted in right beside her, oh so casually reaching over to slip her hand into his under the table. The question made her laugh, before she gave a nod of her head in the affirmative. "We have to make the most of the entire term, right? There's still a lot of list left." Which she had added to, although on a separate piece of paper from the original parchment from Atlas. She had respect, okay.

Her attention turned back towards the Staff table, eying the Professor's seated there. Professor Khanna got a slight wave as she smiled their direction, endlessly glad her favorite Professor was back their normal selves. The boggart lesson would probably go down in her history as her least favorite, but at least she knew now Khanna wasn't really to blame for that. Attention turned back to the blonde beside her. "What's on the summer agenda for you now that we're free?" The question was primarily directed to Logan, but if any other Gryffindors (or other house visitors) were about and wanted to share, she'd happily listen to them as well.

A grin grew on his face when her hand just so happened to join his under the table. The blond was quite pleased with linking his fingers with hers, and her response was also well-received. He did not feel the need to ask what they would be getting up to -- they'd figure it out along the way like they usually did. "Well, thankfully we won't have to study as much next year." At least he wouldn't. No matter what his results said, he knew that a handful of those subjects he had been taking over the years were going to be dropped. His time needed to be freed up so he could focus on other priorities.

Like Vera, his gaze did flutter up to the staff table; however, the glance was quite brief. He did feel his mother's eyes on him yet, and he truthfully didn't want to make contact with their Head of House considering their House Cup standing this term. So he shifted his head to the slide slightly to look at the other tables momentarily. He avoided eye contact with them (especially Bryony because she was sure to have quite a reaction to his current seating arrangement), and glanced over at the Ravenclaw table to give Vasco a sup nod.

His attention returned to Vera without any hesitation. "Avoiding any and all books. Other than that, I'll be busying myself with music, working on my tan, and flipping signs in Diagon Alley. You know, the usual," he replied to her before adding, "Might flirt with this one girl I've seen searching in the rubbish bins." Wink.

While it was true the next year wouldn't be as much studying, Ve was pretty sure she was going to still have to spend more time on it than the previous four terms prior to this one. Though... A happy medium between before OWLs and OWLs, just so she didn't have to repeat this cycle again seventh year when it was time for NEWTs. Look, she was learning from her mistakes. Wouldn't Vasco be proud? (And probably relieved). "There will definitely be more time for adventures. Which reminds me, your sister wants to go on one with us. We should include her and Scoot for at least one next term." Was she wanting to take the third and second year into the Forbidden forest? Probably not, but... They could do something like make a giant blanket fort in the laundry room or another harmless item.

Her attention was again stolen by the main table as Headmaster Winterbottom began his speech. What she appreciated about the man, was he seemed to have his priorities in order particularly when it came to length of the speech versus getting food out of the table. She took her hand back to give a polite clap at the end, knowing they'd both need both of those anyways as food appeared on the tables. Mmm, this spread looked wonderful. Her attention did briefly wander over the people she knew were seventh years and moving on this year, but truthfully outside of Nova she didn't really know many of them. Next year would be far more difficult, when familiar faces were moving on - including Leo.

Turning back to Logan as she began to fill up her plate, she laughed softly at his answers. The answers were unsurprising, but it was also still comforting to know she'd probably run into him a few times at least at Diagon Alley. She wasn't sure what her shift schedule would look like, and the trips weren't as frequent now that Papa was no longer at Sugarplums, but still... There was bound to be some overlap. Or she was sure Vasco would see him often too. "Naturally. It's not summer without those items. I'm looking forward to working on my tan in Italy this summer." She hadn't been before, and even if traveling with Raju too would be... Strange, it looked like this could be their new normal so it was now or never to get used to it. At his last comment, she laughed again. "Oh I've heard she's super pretty. It takes a certain confidence to be comfortable to be seen rummaging through garbage." Her job was the actual representation of one man's trash was another's treasure. "I think I heard a rumor she kind of liked your attention too."

Frankly, Charlie didn't really see the point of coming back to school just to see the end of term. Dad's idea, but then Charlie hadn't been so against the idea that he'd actually tried to argue his point. So after a long, long period of illness, he was here. Actually, his dad had been dead set on never letting Charlie back to Hogwarts again, right up until it had been revealed that the thing that had most recently laid him low hadn't been anything to do with school, but some contaminated Ice Mice he'd ended up with way back in December. One of his cousins' idea of a funny joke, except the dolt had used some mysterious prank potion to do it, and almost ended up guilty of manslaughter or whatever. Idiot.

Charlie had been out of St Mungo's a few weeks before returning to school - in the tail end of a growth spurt, mind you, so that he was a fair bit taller, which only made him look more sickly, given he was still looking all frail and wan - just in time for end of year exams. Several months of absence, all told. He'd spent most of the time catching up on any of the drama he'd missed, but otherwise focused on showing that he could ace an exam even after a long absence.

Parking himself at the Gryffindor table, Charlie looked out over the Hall, focusing on each table in turn before checking out the staff table. Ultimately, though, he settled for sitting in silence, spinning his fork on the table, and listening out for anything interesting.

Seemed rather crazy to Maxine that it was the end of the term already. She was almost a 7th year! Just about to start her final year at Hogwarts. It was a strange thought! But for now she was remembering her 6th year. It was fun - well as fun as a year of study could be. She smiled and looked around the table at her classmates. Wondering how different everyone would look after a summer holiday. It was always a bitter sweet time to her, this end of the term feast. She she just took it all in - soaking up the memories.