Silence was more than a little proud of her grades. She ought to be, spending lots of time in bed resting or in the hospital wing. All of the time she was up because of her condition was dedicated to studying. "Oh, I'll be fine on my NEWTs. Its convincing daddy that I'm well enough to work and my grandmother to stop trying to marry me into every pureblood line she can approve of." She had half a mind to ask Gil Grimm to marry her just to stop her grandmother. The Grimms did not grace her grandmother's list of appropriate families, but they were pureblood and silence was damaged goods. Beggars can't be choosers.

"You're a clown?" She giggled. "That is adorable! Maybe when I'm working with the kids at St. Mungo's I can arrange for you to come visit. It would be nice for them, practice for you and you could take me to lunch. Everybody wins."