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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Trick or Treat' / Thursday, November 3 / 7:12 pm
Location: Ravenclaw Common Room
Open To: Mason, Niamh
Currently Involving: Veronica
Could the week get any worse? Veronica shuddered to think. Last week's crazy plant and mad globes were one thing; at least, no one died. But this week? She took a deep breath, exhaling as she sat down with her journal in the common room. It was horrible.
Two people had been killed. A sixth-year student and an Auror. If a sixth-year, with three years of extra schooling she had acquired more than Veronica, and an experienced Auror were the victims, that didn't bode well statistically-speaking for the younger students including herself. And although she never met the Divination's professor, it was awful just to think that any professor - someone that all the students trusted - could do such a thing. Her eyes widened momentarily, and she swallowed. Mason was taking Divination, and she wondered how he was coping. She closed her eyes, trying to sort everything logically. There had to be a silver lining somewhere... but she couldn't imagine what it would be.
Location: Ravenclaw Common Room
Open To: Mason, Niamh
Currently Involving: Veronica
Could the week get any worse? Veronica shuddered to think. Last week's crazy plant and mad globes were one thing; at least, no one died. But this week? She took a deep breath, exhaling as she sat down with her journal in the common room. It was horrible.
Two people had been killed. A sixth-year student and an Auror. If a sixth-year, with three years of extra schooling she had acquired more than Veronica, and an experienced Auror were the victims, that didn't bode well statistically-speaking for the younger students including herself. And although she never met the Divination's professor, it was awful just to think that any professor - someone that all the students trusted - could do such a thing. Her eyes widened momentarily, and she swallowed. Mason was taking Divination, and she wondered how he was coping. She closed her eyes, trying to sort everything logically. There had to be a silver lining somewhere... but she couldn't imagine what it would be.