Feeling the weight of fifth year already, Althea had literally dragged herself to class, yawning along the way. She opted for something extremely casual that reflected the weather - a pair of leggings and an over-sized jumper - and made sure to throw her hair up into ponytail. Care of Magical Creatures wasn't exactly her favorite class, but she didn't dislike it either.

She found the hay bales a bit much, but it was too much effort to form any sort of concrete opinion about them. Offering the professor a smile and a wave, she made her way towards one of the hay bales off to the side (away from people) and sat down. Her fatigue had really gotten the best of her, because if she was more alert she would've definitely noticed her friends (and other acquaintances that she tolerated in an attempt to keep up appearances) and greeted them properly. But, unfortunately, she was too tired to care.