"Visions?" she repeated. Totally meant there was definitely some strange psychic phenomena happening here. So, she had the right instincts digging out her Divination books. Maybe she would write to Professor Trelawney later and see if she had any insight on to what was happening. She knew she wasn't going to solve this on her own. If only if it was a conspiracy.
She nodded, motioning to the empty seat across from the woman. "Lavender Brown, I was in Harry's year." Hogwarts might not have been that big of a school, and even sharing a house or a secret organization, didn't make everyone not in her year instantly recognizable. It had been over five years and people changed a lot since then. "And you were on the quidditch team, right?"