Penny had been helping with the casual day to day organisation of things in the school, as former head girl, and she'd been out in the grounds keeping an eye on the animals, since Charlie was engrossed in sorting out the Care of Magical Creatures classes.
She usually skipped the busy mornings in the Great Hall when everyone else was eating, the smell of so much food made her stomach turn, and then there was the bonus bouts of sickness that kept her near the bathrooms between six and ten.
"Are you allowed to go back to classes?" Penny asked, settling herself on the table opposite Kevin. He was head boy, but this year was an awful time to be in charge of anything. "Is there porridge in there? I have a craving-" very milky porridge. That was what she wanted.