Violet stumbled down the stairs to the Slytherin Girl's dorms after the Opening Feast was finally over. She had been up before dawn, been hurried through Diagon Alley to pick up her wand (her very own wand!) at the very last minute, and then rushed to King's Cross station, left alone on the platform with a lot of strangers, ridden all day on a train through the north country, sailed across a lake, been sorted into Slytherin, sat through a very long dinner with a lot of other students she had never met before, and now had finally made her way to the First Years dormitory. It had, in fact, been a very, very long day.

As she entered the room, she looked tiredly around for her things and spotted the antique wooden cage holding a very sleepy looking Mack sitting on top of one of the beds. When she walked over to her, she saw her trunk and bookbag neatly sitting nearby. With relief, she carefully picked up Mack's cage and set it on a nearby nightstand without waking him, then flopped onto the bed.