Was it just him or had the entire first week flown by like it hadn't even happened? Each day had brought about new exciting changes for the eleven year old. The sorting, lessons and meeting so many new people. It was a blur of all new things of the very best kind. He had taken it all in stride as best he could, which clearly meant it was all experienced in the purest form of excitement possible.

Lukas entered the classroom with a light spring in his step that he was trying to keep in control but failing at. He just couldn't help it. Life was great. "Good morning, Professor," he greeted happily. "My summer was amazing. How was yours?" His mum and dad would be super proud of him for being polite right then. Manners were very important when speaking to someone older than himself.

There was a quick glance about the room in which Lukas try to locate his sister. Not seeing her yet, he slipped down into an empty seat hoping she hurried up so she could sit near him. In all his glancing around something scurrying about the floor caught his attention and he furrowed his borrow trying his best to watch it.