THUD!

She was on her feet, her hoodie had fallen off her head and her HAIR was all over her shoulders, with the abnormally short lock probably visible. Louisa took a moment to make sure the ground was stable beneath her. It wasn't really that bad, apparation was worse and she'd felt it. Maybe the empty stomach helped her body to deal well, too? Yeah, probably. But now she had more important issues at her hands than contemplating which was worse; Her hair. Louisa moved to the side, her eyes making a quick scan to the crowd around her. It was dark, thank Merlin for the darkness!, so no one should be staring at her or eying her hair... that was important. Quickly, she gathered it all into a bun and slipped it under the hoodie and re-wore her Poker face from the train. Her cats BETTER get to the castle undamaged or that Armen man was going to get a very strong worded letter from this Ravenclaw. Hmph.

Louisa saw someone leading the first years to the boats and gave a sigh of relief, the others must get to the carriages then. She never minded the carriages, never been able to see the creatures pulling them but that didn't bother her. Tonight, however, it was the darkness that really had its toll on her newborn paranoia. She swallowed, frowned slightly and started for the carriages.