Lolita Carmen Inocencia Domingo. Well, she’s got a reaaally long name, and a foreign sounding one too! Intrigued, and because it was basically time for Arithmancy class, Ethan made his way to the classroom, with his satchel hanging on his shoulders. Hmm. Looks like he’s the first one to arrive? Was he that early? Mordred’s early wake up calls during the summer did pay off, huh? Mhm.

Ethan quietly opened the door to the classroom and peaked inside. Yep. First one to be there. Up ahead though was a chalkboard with a set of instructions. Squinting, he made his up to the board and read the note carefully. But wait…Sniff, Sniff. What is that smell? The young Slytherin looked around, but the professor was nowhere to be seen. Shrugging, he turned back to the board and followed the instruction. Ethan opened his satchel and got a piece of parchement, folded it into two and wrote his Name, Year, and House.

After which, he chose a table somewhere in the middle and placed his parchment tent on it, and his satchel on his chair. Right. Toga. Behind the chalkboard, he got himself the right size, went to the back of the classroom and changed. See, the perks of being early. He got to choose the perfect piece. But there's that smell again. SNIFFFFF. Shrugging, Ethan flattened the crease on his toga, fixed his hair and went back to his seat and waited for the others to arrive. Simon? Cutty? Grayson? Merlin. Did they oversleep again???