Carigan hadn't been to see the divination proffessor yet during the year yet she promised her mother that she would. She decided that now was maybe better than later. She walked up to the door, wearing shoes this time *she had gotten more used to wearing shoes and she now wore them whenever she was going to class, the great hall, or to see a professor).

Knock. Knock. Knock.

She then made her way tot he other side of the hallway and sat herself onto a haphazardly lain crate which stood amongst the stools and trunks just outside the door.