Joce knew Ed would notice something was off. It wasn't like she tried to hide it, it was pointless anyways. She didn't want to keep it from him, she simply had no clue how to tell him yet, she was still figuring it all out herself. She didn't ask how his summer was because she was pretty sure it was the same as always and she didn't want to make him talk about it. She smiled a little when he answered the unspoken question, glad he was doing okay. "I'm okay I just... My mum told me something last night and I'm still trying to sort through it all, I guess." she shrugged but gave a genuine smile. "I'll tell you about it later, I don't want to think about it now, I just want to think about something positive." she assured him that she would tell him, even though he had to know she would.<br/><br/>She knew he was concerned about her, but he let her get away with it so she didn't bring it up, instead she was content to just enjoy his company until they arrived and had to part ways for the feast. She forced the idle thoughts from her mind and tried to enjoy the feast, which was fun as always, but nothing crazy. The only thing different was that Professor Snape would now be taking over Defense Against the Dark Arts.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The next morning Jocelyn arrived to her DADA class early, moments after the professor had arrived. She quietly took her seat, getting out her things and placing them neatly in her space on the desk. She did her very best not to draw any attention to herself--although she was the only one in the room at present which made this task particularly difficult--or stare at Professor Snape. She glanced up whenever he made noise, and her eyes might have lingered a moment longer than perhaps they should have as thoughts tried to creep into her mind before she brushed them aside and tried to focus on anything but the tiniest possibility that he could be the one that Lily had been with that night.<br/><br/>She remained quiet as other students slowly filtered in, including Ed, who she knew didn't want to be around Snape any longer than he had to be. That would certainly make things awkward if Snape did turn out to be him. The thought then occurred to her that maybe it was better if she didn't know, but she knew she was far too curious for that. Even if she was better off not knowing, she had to know.