Okay so... Dora was up early. She had been doing research all morning so it was with no great consequence that she was able to make her way down to Muggle studies on time. Her face was pinched with thought as she entered the classroom... that was blasting music. Fun.

Not really.

Dora had a headache. And the cold air coming in was no great help, but it was better than stifling hot conditions and stake air, right? Casting a nonverbal warming spell on herself as she moved into the room, the Gryffindor gave the professor a brief smile. "Morning, Professor. " Because who knew iF it easy good yet? The woman got a small nod as well before she made for a desk near Derf. And Emmeline? She was sure that was her name. Yes.

"Hope you guys don't mind if I sit here. " Not that she would move if they did...