The sixth floor corridor.

Olivia hadn't been here since last term when.... when everything seemed to happen up her. Clutching her bag closer to her with her left and her wand in her right hand, she slowly made her way down the corridor. It wasn't late in the evening. It was relatively early. Still Olivia somehow felt pulled to it again. It wasn't an actual pull but maybe it was a ghost of one. She closed her eyes and felt her uneasiness pass. Then taking a seat against the wall, she pulled out one of the books Professor Kennedy had suggested about wandless magic.