As a Slughorn that was also not a prefect, Alcyone would be near the last of the procession. She made sure her dress wasn't askew and none of her hair strands were out of place. The dress Sisse had designed for her looked lovely on her and she adored every inch of it.

Noticing her cousins fidgeting, Alcyone pressed a hand against the back of Maddys to try and still the others fidgeting. She then turned to listen as Calla spoke, smiling at her friends words. It was hard not to worry.