Seventh year felt weird already. Already, Meiriona had walked through the Hogwarts Express wondering where James was until she remembered he wasn't going to be back at school this year. Already she had taken a glance around the Great Hall during the Opening Feast only to remember James and his friends weren't around. Already, she had realized that the first years were looking up at her with that weird adoration reserved for the big dogs on campus.
She was one of those big dogs.
Meiriona wasn't sure if she was ready for that. As the end of the feast drew near, she slunk down in her chair at the Ravenclaw table, not her usual boisterous self.