Today was Ellura's first trip to the dungeons.

She half expected it to resemble the dungeons of old, the ones you read about in history books or or saw in movies. But as the third year made her way down the steps to the lowest level of Hogwarts,(inwardly grateful she hadn't made the trip right from Gryffindor tower), the only thing she felt that resembled those was the cold, dank environment in which she now resided. Certainly not too welcome a place and she couldn't help wondering how the Slytherins stood it down here.

Setting the thought aside, Ellura followed the corridor in search of the right classroom, finally spotting an open one with a few students and a professor inside so she took it as fact that she had come to the right place. "Good day Professor," she greeted with a polite smile as she entered the room and took in the space more fully.