It was the final school year, seventh year for you and everyone else. Although you missed Rowan dearly. You were excited for the final year. And you knew how this year would go. The Hogwarts Express train came to an abrupt halt. And you stepped out of the train and into the Hogwarts Platform. Carriages being filled with Thestrals pulling them. Some didn’t see them, but those who witnessed death did. And you were one of them. “Hey. You okay?” It was Talbott, staring down at you.