Willow listened in awe as Acacia talked about her skills in potion brewing. Everything she made blew up in her face, she was completely useless at potions. That was the subject she was determined to learn more on because it's one of the requirements of becoming and Auror. The main problems were all the specific instructions, they always confused her. 

Another thing Willow longed to try was Quidditch. Well, not necessarily Quidditch, but just flying on a broomstick in general. However, in her first year she almost broke every bone in her body during Flying Class. But under all that fear she felt during her flight, she also felt excitement. If only she could learn...

Willow turned to the window again, not sure what to say next in the conversation and much more willing to simply listen. People were starting to file out of the platform, some still lingering to wave tearfully goodbye. She searched the floor for her parents, wondering if they stayed as well. Her heart dropped a little when she couldn't find a trace of them. But, she knew that they had important jobs to get back to. They already wished her farewell, she couldn't ask for anything more.