It was a dreary day and Camryn tried not to let the weather color her mood. She genuinely liked Care of Magicial Creatures class and was hoping for all to go well today. The animals didn’t care who was muggle born or pure blood. They treated everyone the same way. Why people couldn’t do the same, she wasn’t sure.

Arriving at class, Cam said, “Hello Professor”. He sounded a little grumpy, but the Gryffindor had no intention of touching anything without permission. She realized that they were supposed to stand near one of several what she assumed to be portkeys. Choosing the rusty tea kettle, Camryn stood next to it and near her fellow first year (Dahlia). Giving the Ravenclaw a smile, she waited to find out what was up.