Caelen walked into the classroom, a big smile on her oval face. The first potions lesson of the year! She loved potions and the little redhead was excited to have a chance to learn new ones. New, less destructive ones. Not like the ones her stupid brother tried to teach her that were mostly used for tricks and pranks. Yes, there was a difference. Living with Rockwell for all of her life had taught the shorter girl SOMETHING.

Thank goodness it was potions. If this was something like Transfig, Caelen would be the crankiest Ravenclaw the school had. Early morning's weren't good for the second year and she wasn't a fan of transfiguration. The teacher was really tough! And she didn't have a natural knack for it like potions. So it was harder. And that was frustrating as heck for her. Potions was actually fun, getting to mix things to make something else. It was like magical baking.! Ooh, that was a fun term for it. Magical baking.

"Hello Professor! Did you have a good summer?" The twelve year old climbed into the comfortable seat and made a small 'ooh' noise. Very comfortable. Looking around, the freckled faced girl's round blue eyes crinkled with laughter. The picture on the board was so weird! Why was he lifting a Muggle car? And why was he doing arobics? Nothing about that made any sense whatsoever. Strange, Cosgrach could be.