Walburga, or as she preferred to be called, Eliza was sitting outside the castle, a book resting on her lap. She had an exam soon, and Lyall was studying with his Ravenclaw friends so this once she was studying on her own.

The Slytherin was absentmindedly playing with the hem of her robe, muttering whatever she was reading and trying to memorize. Her pale grey eyes focused on the pages before her.