A quick detour was made to the restroom before Kourtney went down to the Great Hall for dinner. Swinging open the door, the inscription making her laugh each time she saw it, the young Gryffindor entered the room and walked to the sinks and mirrors. Peering into one of them, she scrunched up her nose. The weather outside was cooler now and a bit of a breeze had been kicking around, so her hair was all over the place.

Picking up a strand of her hair, she let it drop and then started to gather it all up. Hmm, no, she would do something else.

Removing her wand, she tapped the top of her head once "Felintas!" Nothing happened. Heh, that might be because she wasn't envisioning a hairstyle.

"Felintas!" She tried again. Her hair swept itself up into a neat and tight bun. Wow, this was going to be such a useful spell, especially when she wanted to practice her dancing. No hair flying all around and messing her up because she couldn't see.

Washing her hands, she dried them and then walked out of the room, turning left towards the staircase that would take her to the Great Hall.