Poppy Pomfrey had had quite a quiet weekend. After the Lennox-incident hardly anyone had been over for medical help. That left her some time to catch up her reading a bit. Right when she was about to read a fascinating article about bone transfiguration in Mungo's Monthly she heard the door, and unmistakingly footsteps. She sighed, wondering what it was this time and got up, leaving her magazine opened at her desk.