Autumn sighed, straightening her tie as she stood in front of the mirror in her shared room with Hermione. The two girls had been sharing the room for more than seven years, and today was the last day they'd ever step foot in it. Everything was starting to get emotional, even the fact that Autumn would never come across floating candlesticks in the Americas ever again.
All the seventh years were gathered by the Black Lake after the ceremony, where McGonagall had made an emotional speech about the students' departures from Hogwarts. Autumn took some time staring at the castle, thinking about all those adventures she'd had there. Even right from the beginning, when she had been trying to figure out who the heir of Slytherin was with Hermione, Ron and Harry, and in the end, when she had been
