Pausing right outside the doorway to the dungeons, Anna Greingoth took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Okay, okay. That didn't help one bit. Closing her eyes, Anna repeated the same procedure. After taking enough deep sighs to nearly knock the breath right on out of her, Anna moved forward and entered the area she was to check in at. As she walked, Anna clutched her old-faithful bag that she'd brought along. There were just certain necessities that a girl could never leave the Common Room without. Opening her bag, Anna rummaged through its contents, mentally checking to ensure everything was there.

Herbology Homework. Check

DADA Homework. Check

CoMC Homework. Check

Ancient Runes textbook. Check

Arithmancy textbook. Check

Astronomy textbook. Check

Care of Magical Creatures textbook, along with a field guide about various dragon breeds. Check and Check

DADA textbook. Check

Divination textbook. Check

Herbology textbook. Check

History of Magic textbook. Check

Muggle Studies textbook. Check

Potions textbook. Check

and...

Transfiguration textbook. Check

Okay, so Anna didn't actually believe she'd be given time to work on any of the things she'd brought along, but it just made her feel more comfortable to have them around. To say that she was panicking about not being about to attend classes was the understatement of the century. Oh, and that points board...Anna figured she'd eventually have to take a potion to get over the after effects of seeing her grand total at the moment. It was non-existant. As in...no record of her ever having achieved the slightest amount of success this entire school year. If she didn't get started with this detention and get it over with soon, she figured she'd get the shakes or something sooner or later.

As Anna approached the sign-in sheet, she stared at Professor Truebridge as if he'd suddenly turned into a Peruvian Vipertooth dragon. This man had taken away her dignity...her pride...her squeaky clean record, and he'd soon be the man responsible for her having to spend the rest of the school year and half her summer vacation in a hopsital somewhere. Walking up to the sign-in sheet, Anna quickly scrawled her name and then looked towards Professor Truebridge for further instructions. When all had been said and done, she turned and followed suit to...of all places...Lover's Lair.

Her parents were going to kill her...