Cela pouted slightly upon entering the classroom; most of the people who were her friends had to sit on the other side but she figured she could wave.

She took a seat and immediately included a whole bundle of older students in a mass wave that looked exceedingly regal as if she had been practicing after watching royalty on a muggle television. She hadn't, it simply felt kind of funny to wave that way.

She made sure her bag was right nearby incase she needed anything from it and busied herself by twisting a strand of her golden hair about her finger while she waited for class to start. Tranfiguration was cool.