The snake was bored. Nothing new for the fourteen-year old. She got bored very often which would motivate her to drop whatever homework was the cause of that then head out. Out sometimes meant the grounds and other times meant just wander around the castle and see where her feet got her. Cassia always liked to hope that she'd run into one of her friends. You know, not literally, though. She had learned to look where she was stepping and not get lost in thought. Unfortunately, she had learned the hard way but at least she had.

Walking all the way from the dungeons to the seventh floor alone wasn't something enjoyable. And she had almost suspected that everyone had left or something. Though she did come across students but none of them her friends. Talk about luck. Feeling both tired and hopeless, the fourth-year stopped by the Lachlan statue after having ascended the staircase.

She hadn't been here for a long time. Was it always very dusty like this? Or it probably was a consequence of the house-elves absence. Cassia walked around the statue and grinned finding the small place she used to settle in when she was a firstie. Good days they were. Good days. She crouched and inched closer. Could she still fit here? Hmmm....

A try wouldn't hurt. Unless of course she got stuck. She'd try not to.