Z stormed into the Library, too furious about the state of her NEWT Runes class to go to the Great Hall for lunch. She was free until two-she could get something to eat when she wasn't quite as appalled about her class.
Third years could do book work. Most of what they did was work from the textbooks interspersed with lectures on how language helped shape magic and so on. Seventh years, on the other hand, could not just read from the book and expect to pass their NEWT exam.
Z was so focused on how annoyed she was that headmaster had a healer teaching the Ancient Runes class that she completely missed whether or not William was in the Library and if she needed to avoid him or not.
Z was about to head towards her usual table when someone tall and blond caught her eye. She turned and there was Healer Bryar himself. Well, good she needed to talk to him.
"Healer Bryar? I'm the Ancient Runes teaching assistant."