Emma yawned a little having finished the day's classes. It wasn't really because she was tired but more so because she was bord. Sighing she figured it was best to do some homework before dinner. She climbed in behind the potrit and sat down at a table most of the Gryffindors seemed to deside it was better to go else where. She didn't mind as it was quite she pulled out her books and her inkwell but couldn't seem to convince herself to open a single school book.It was the fact that she had thought about dinner and hint of sadness hit her in a form of home sickness. She rubbed the ribbin on her arm before opening her inkwell and pulled her cooking jurnal towards her. "It's a Stew kind of night." she said to herself as she dipped her quill in the inkwell and started her list of Ingredients. "It's not the same here, but I hope there is some." she said to herself. Her tipical smile was smaller then normal but starting to come back on her face.
