Avalon was getting sick of the cold weather. The winter seemed to be dragging on, and she was tired of shivering everywhere she went. Early morning classes didn't help, either. For some reason, it was ten times more difficult to wake up early when it was cold outside. Thankfully, she had downed a large cup of tea just before heading over to Charms class, so she was slightly warmed up. And she had remembered to bring her gloves today - thank Merlin, because the walk to the Charms classroom was chilly.

"Good morning, Professor," she said politely, trying to stifle a yawn. She took a seat next to a first year Gryffindor, Cassidy, who also didn't look very cheerful at this hour. "Hello there," Avalon said softly, giving her a weak smile. She wasn't sure if she should ask the girl how she was doing. She certainly didn't look like her normal self. But Avalon didn't want to pry. So she glanced down at the box on her desk, her curiosity instantly piquing as to what might be inside.