She wasn't late. Beverly Wayne was never later, buuut...she couldn't find one of her Converse shoes. Upside, she found her shoe AND Chomper under the bed -- she was going to have to teach the tiny monster not to steal her shoes and sleep in them. Downside, there was always one, she didn't have a proper breakfast, just toast and orange juice and...she was still hungry.

Welp, welp.

Coming to a sudden stop at the entrance where a tall professor-man stood, Beverly looked up at him with mildly wide eyes. Merlin. She had been so used to expecting Bentley.

"H-hi...professor." Cool, Wayne, where's the cool?! She straightened her robes and raised her chin. The guy was tall. "I'm Beverly Wayne, welcome to Hogwarts." Look at the badge, too. She wasn't used to adding the Prefect tittle to her name just yet.

Points for politeness, yes? Thank you. She walked over to Ruby and sat next to her, dropping her bag on the floor. "Did I miss anything?" She didn't mean herbology stuff, more like entertainment.

Name tag, right.