Stumbling into the classroom, her hair slightly unkempt, Louisa paused at the door where the person who was supposed to teach them was settled. "Good day ma'am." Louisa's voice trailed away as the woman giggled. Not to mention the pink storm going on around her. Soooooomebody wanted to be a cutie princess when they were young. Snort.

Proceeding to one of the empty tables, the Ravenclaw sat on a chair and threw her bag on the floor by her feet as usual. This class should be fun, though. She was curious and very excited to learn something off the curriculum.