The first week back. HAD. DRAGGED. Not in a bad way, though, for Aboli. She had enjoyed MOST of it...the homework was new, though. This was a lot more work than she was used to - but she knew that coming into fifth year. The transfer was eager for History of Magic because she liked the relaxed atmosphere. It was very nice for her aura, which in some other classes tended to get clogged and stressy.

"Good Morning, Professor," she said with a nod in her direction. She didn't really smile at many of her professors yet. She didn't know them well enough! It wasn't that Aboli wasn't friendly - she very much was when she wanted to be - buuuuut she wasn't going to pass around free smiles. But she did nod her head politely in her direction.

She almost jumped at the sudden movement of SOMETHING on the ground but it seemed to just be...a toy...of some sort. So Aboli took a seat and pulled her knees to her chest to hug them there. She wasn't afraid, but it was making her a bit skittish. "Hi there," She said softly.