What was the deal with all the early morning classes? Was it a first year punishment, or were the professors really all early birds? So much for sleeping in on a Saturday, too. At least it wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend. Not that she was old enough to go there anyway.

On second thought, why was she even complaining? They were going on a field trip today, and what eleven year old didn't get excited about a field trip?! Isla had her permission form filled out and ready to go. She started to look around the room for a place to put it, when someone else asked about it. Waiting for an answer, she held on to the form for now.

"Good morning, Professor," she said. Yes, she was giving her a good morning greeting even though it was seven-something in the morning and on a Saturday. She had first impressions to make, and she planned on giving the best ones.