The third year seem deeply worried and Sisse could feel her own nervousness seeping in at those words. But really Mr. Waterford didn’t seem like he really needed her own anxious wonderings to contend with. “I bet it will be.” She tried a bright smile, perhaps a bit more strained than her normal.

“Oh?” She thought she had an awful lot to worry about. “Foolish as it sounds I’m worried I’ve forgotten everything.” She admitted with a light blush warming her cheeks and she looked back down at her textbook.