Louisa, naturally, had climbed the stairs DOWN for this particular class. Yes, readers, she'd made sure to take the wrong road every single time for the past two terms and NOW when she was determined not to mess up, she did. The professor was a woman with two legs that climbed stairs. Duuh.

Rather breathless the Ravenclaw walked into the classroom removing her bag from over her shoulder as she paused by the teacher's desk, "Hey... professor." Are those things burning what making breathing so hard or was it the thousand moving stairs she'd just raced?

Moving on, eying the parrot on her way to an empty table, Louisa plopped down on a random chair. She needed OXYGEN.