Apparently that hour or potions Becca missed had been a rather important lesson. The Professor had dropped many hints and tips on answering questions in the NEWT exam and the class had even began to brew veritiserum, which takes a complete Luna cycle to brew meaning Becca would be behind in every lesson for the following month. That was perfect. For what she achieved in the meeting the sixth year may as well not have gone!
After correctly answering the doors question Becca swept into the Ravenclaw Common Room, which was empty apart from one girl: Trisha Bates. Becca didn't know the girl properly, they'd shared a few words and found each other outside the common room door from time to time but apart from that their history was limited.
Dropping her bag onto the floor besides Trisha's chair Becca took a seat and sighed heavily, a sulky look on her face.
'I can't stand Ana Levski!' The Ravenclaw blurted out. She wasn't one to talk about her feelings but right she was in a foul mood and needed to vent.
'She thinks she can just waltz in her demand we marry each other and think we wouldn't object?' She must forget that we're here for an education!'
(ooc: not my best as I'm tired and my brain is fried but I figured I'd put it up :-) )