Expecto Patronum. Poof.

Do I dare hope? You press it in a little more, does it hurt? Trickle trickle, black, almost. Someone hits the nail on the head, but she's crazy, she says stuff, who'd actually take her seriously *they roll their eyes and laugh*. But she's still right, I cant laugh, I pretend to look busy so that so one notices that I don't join in. The most observant one catches my eye and I give her a thin smile. My patronus ain't working today.