Siobhan's eyes flickered to Kyle for a moment, mock defiance clear in her eyes, before she excused herself with a nod and a simple, "Sir."

Turning on her heel, she darted down the corridor wiping the few crocodile tears she had shed from her eyes. Knowing that she couldn't sit next to Kyle in potions now nor talk to him until they 'made up' was distressing, but she had to grin and bear it -- at least until Friday. Her breath was short and fast-paced, as was her heart as she rushed into the classroom which Slughorn hadn't yet entered.

Yvette smiled at her once she sat down next to her. "Not sitting with Kyle?"

Siobhan grinned weakly back. "Nah," she said. "Sometimes I need a bit of girl talk."