Who: Glenda Chittock and friends. Or whomever.
Where: Hogwarts grounds
There was something missing.
Glenda felt a nagging sense of absence, a sort of pressure not unlike a pulled tooth; more annoying than the prickling sensation, however, was that she couldn't figure out what was the culprit.
It was definitely a question that required pondering, and thus Glenda was taking time away from what was surely a
fascinating McGonagall lecture to speculate.
She figured it out just as McGonagall got to the part on whiskers.
"Sunlight!"
Having the weather the full brunt of the McGonagall Glare was, she felt, worth it.
Lunchtime found her outside, weathering the full brunt of the actual weather; though it was grey, dreary, and completely soggy, there was something exhilarating about leaving the stone walls for the Hogwarts grounds.
Even if it meant, she realized with a frown, that she couldn't re-read that Charms chapter before class.
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