Zhenya arrived to Charms, the first lesson of the term, and her first lesson as a SIXTH year! Holey moley! She looked around the classroom and waved to the familiar faces. Yeah, lots of them. And most of them she waved to she could call friends. That was warming, she had friends. She smiled and took a random seat, noticing there was no Professor. She was hoping to get a better look at this Professor. She had only seen him briefly at the feast, but he was smokin'. Like, hot stuff, handsome kind of smokin'. But a closer look would be nicer. She saw there was a cat perched on a table, and she remembered that this Professor could turn into a cat. She had seen it with her own eyes, when she was spying on the Staff Table. Perhaps that was the Professor right there? Who knows, maybe someone brought their cat in to play match maker or something? She pulled her parchment and quill and put it in front of her, then waited patiently for class to begin.