Ophelia tired not to audibly sigh as she walked into the Divination classroom. Needless to say, this wasn't her favorite class. The third year would rather be doing ANYTHING outdoors than reading teacup fortunes or learning about the stars or whatever. The thirteen year old was mover and a shaker, not someone who sat and tried to look into the future. Not to mention the fact that the blonde always had trouble in this class. That didn't help.

Scribbling down a proud moment, Ophelia placed it in the snapcup before sitting down at her desk and waiting for class to start. Please be an interesting class.



At least it was Friday the 13th. That might shake things up a little bit. In fact, Ophelia wondered if this was actually going to be an interesting lesson and not just the usual. Hopefully. Come on, don't waste the date, she thought to the Professor. This was a big moment. A biiiiig moment. Bigger than when Ophelia first realized how to get pictures out of her camera.

Speaking of which, she missed the little guy. The third year caught herself several times trying to hold up her hands to catch something she thought was interesting, though there was nothing clutched in her hands. It became disappointing after the third time, and after the forth, she managed to stop. For now.