WHEN: Tuesday, 1 September, 1979; mid-morning WHERE: First Floor, Hogwarts WHO: Vivian Travers & Adrian Vallancourt ( @adrianvallancourt )
On the first day of classes, Vivian waltzed into Hogwarts believing her very presence drew stares from various classmates, both familiar faces and strangers. Of course, logic knew the death of her late husband likely attributed to the wandering glances, but more so than that, carrying a secret left the witch feeling on defense at every moment. No second passed without drawing attention to it.
Needless to say, when she lingered around the first floor corridor, pulling out her new habit of cigarettes from her purse, Vivian believed eyes to burn straight through her skin. She did not turn around to look, though; instead, she brought the cigarette to her lips and ignited the tip.