To be honest Trix wasn't entirely sure why she was stood in front of the Whomping Willow. It wasn't like she could miss such a tree was it? In fact she couldn't miss ANY tree. Yet the 16 year old still decided that she should stroll around the grounds and the Whomping Willow was where she had stopped.

The Blonde took one glance up at the twisted branches before her attention was more focused on what was going on around the tree. Well a tree wasn't the most fascinating of subjects anyway, even if it did move and look rather imposing or threatening. But there wasn't alot going on around here anyway. Just a few students here and there, the firsties probably feeling a little anxious to be stood in the Willow's presence. Who wouldn't be? One swipe and that thing could knock you out.

*Sigh*