Transfiguration gave her a headache, literally. Wren fully understood the concept and the uses for the ability, but after too long practicing it, her temples throbbed. That was reinforcement of her decision to not get an NEWT in that subject, if she needed any. Truth be told, while she was good at it, she didn't enjoy it much.
Thus her Dad asking her to set aside her homework and change into Muggle clothes was a welcome relief.
The air on her face felt good, not chilling. It would truly be spring soon. "That sounds wonderful, dinner with my best guy."