It’s a cold Sunday morning as you make your way to the great hall. Since it’s Sunday you don’t have to wear your uniform so you’re wearing a pear of sweats and a comfy hoodie, just like everyone else. It’s your sixth year at Hogwarts and school has been a little tough but you’ll manage, you’re smart. More likely the third smartest person in your year. You walk down the aisle of the great hall to get to your house table and eat some breakfast. You sit down and greet your friends with a tired but visible smile