Presley needed to talk to the headmistress as her next step in fixing the whole mess she'd gotten herself into this past year. She had skipped Hogsmeade to come talk to the lady she'd never met. She more more nervous than she had been talking to Tate. Mostly because she'd visited Tate so many times that she was used to it, and she could easily predict his reactions. She didn't know what this Truebridge woman would say. She stepped up to the Gargoyles, and leaned against the wall next to them, waiting to be let inside.