She still had no clue why she was attending Muggle Studies lessons, but she supposed it was a bit of a breather from all the normal stuff she went to. Magic and the wizarding world being normal in her opinion, and this classroom was anything but normal. At least for a seventh year like her.

This was a playroom for little kids.

And look who was teaching it! She should've know. "Good day, Professor Cerulean." she smiled slightly as she went to go choose a normal-ish looking bean bag chair to sit in. White was good. White was plain, and normal, and it was one of the colors that didn't make her want to sleep right now.