With the two mere facts that the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was only on the first floor and that Professor Pretty Hirsch was the instructor, Vivian just couldn't find a reason not to attend this class. Had she ever missed a class in this subject? No, not possible. In fact, it was the last thing that would ever happen.

It didn't take long for Vivian to reach the classroom because her common room was just literally a staircase below this floor, and it was definitely a perk to be near. It always meant getting the best seat possible, which was definitely at the very front where she can admire, in high definition, the beauty that is Professor Hirsch's face. The blonde skipped along the corridor and then paused at the entrance of their classroom. "Goooood day, Professor Hirsch!" The man received a beam, as always. He always got a wide smile from this Slytherin.

... Huh?! Where was HER usual seat? Vivian's face was evidently confused as she looked around. Rocks everywhere. No chairs. No tables. No anything, except for pretty Professor there in front. That was probably the only good thing about today.

But the presence of rocks definitely called for another singing opportunity. "We will, we will rock youuuu!" Yas! Vivian beamed once more before moving to the front, where she would normally be and where her desk would have been. She sort of flopped on the floor and... ooooooh, soft! The Slytherin giggled, made herself comfortable, and waited for her friends. Was she the first one to arrive? Apparently so, but definitely nothing surprising.