As more students filed into the classroom, Natalia merely squinted at them through her weary eyelids. She occasionally returned waves at a couple of them who greeted her, Lux who popped down in the desk next to Nat, a Ravenclaw girl (Eden), and Puck. Cool, now Nat could relax her eyes a little bit, releasing all the tension from her body...

Before Natalia could feel satisfied from her little nap, she heard the door being locked and the professor's voice sounding across the classroom. Great, it looked like class was starting despite not getting enough SLEEP. Not even for one more minute? Fine.

Slightly grumpy, Natalia took her legs off the desk and faced the front to where the professor was standing. While attempting to sit up straight, the fourth year managed to fall back with her shoulder blades hitting the top edge of the chair. Uncomfortable. Well, she tried. She was going to have to manage surviving the rest of this class in such a sullen mood. Smile, Nat, SMILE.

*BEAM*

Staring at the monochromatic picture on the board, Natalia recognized man the after a couple of seconds. It was Alexander Graham Bell, wasn't it? The inventor of the telephone. Yes, a great innovator whom Natalia had studied a lot about in muggle primary school. But instead of raising her hands to answer the question, the fourth year remained silent and waited for other students to respond. First of all, she really didn't have the energy to participate. And besides, it would be essentially CHEATING to answer such a obvious question for a muggleborn.