i'll surely be questioned. I was known to be one of her favourites, and I'd just done that post about how she'd set aside space for me in the greenhouses.

I'll keep my head down as much as I can. But, oh Mum, she was the best. She made me feel like I wasn't some thick, useless dunce because I wasn't in YPL, but that I was brilliant at something, and I could give that to the Order. Something real.

I've kept my curtains round my bed closed, but I've barely slept a wink. I mustn't let Seamus get any hint that I'm upset. Well, other than there was a traitor at Hogwarts.

Oh, bugger. There's the Daemonorops draco. And my lionwort. Professor Sprout can't harvest them now, but I don't dare set foot near the greenhouses.