Sadie was involuntarily brought back to the conversation she had with the mediwtich about her bracelet and abruptly stopped fidgeting with it. It seemed to be such an attention getter that perhaps she ought to stop wearing it around. "I'm very sorry for your loss." Now she was drawn back to her very first conversation with Mr. Hatchitt in the cemetery and she felt as though she was having some strange wave of déja vu. It happened more often than she would have liked and it was not helping her sense of feeling that Hogsmeade was more to her than just a place she had been staying for a few months. Perhaps it was time to ask her aunt of she had been here before and just didn't remember it. Why her aunt would not have told her this in the first place, Sadie wasn't sure, but theses instances kept happening and it was boggling.

"Oh? Are you here from the school?" Her fascination with Hogwarts would not quit, and she had read everything she could about it, but she still enjoyed hearing first hand stories from the students she had met, like Miss Potts back in December.