She hadn't needed the graded tests back to know she'd barely scrapped her way through to an O in this class last year. She'd scrambled the last year and a half to make up for her lack of attention the earlier years (and having to rely on someone elses notes when she arrived to late to get a sest in the front certainly hadn't helped - bless Alice). But still, she'd been thrilled to see the letters prented on her results in July. She'd made it. Barely but it counted. Thank gosh for herbology. One could improvise far better when they had an understanding of some of the ingredients.

As she worked she glanced around, watching everyone else. The higher requirements easily made this one of her smallest class (which was a pro, she never sat to far away where she struggled to hear the professor now) but she found it a bit odd. It was nice to have classes with Ned and Cam but some of the other seventh years were odd. She was back to classes with Urquart  - who she hadn't forgotten his slightly too gleeful attempts to set her on fire after the professor had scolded the second years. He made her weary.

No she needed to focus.

Owl grade: O
Skill:4
Member of potion club: no