Beezus glared at the door. Really door? You really really needed to include that small stutter? Breathe Beatrice, a voice inside her kept reminding. And so she did breathe, plastered a small forced smile on her lips as she looked at the door. "Thank you, door."

And after doing so, she entered their Muggle Studies Classroom. Whaaaa--? Waiiiit..where did their classroom go? Did Professor Cerulean sent it away? What happened?!

Beezus just stood at the entrance, dumbstruck at the sight before her. She knew that their lesson's theme was proper Dinner Etiquette yet that setting was too..ravishing. All the decorations were splendid. And that was saying something in Beezus side. She particularly loved the lanterns and the fact that their hall was divided into the different house colors.

She looked around for their Professor. Maybe this term, Muggle Studies won't be that bad for her. But she did not find her, there were just students. So, she decided to take a seat at the nearest Ravenclaw table to her. She needed a rest, her heels were killing her!