Once again, she was not going to 'hasten' just because this fat lump of a man told her to. Making her way to her seat, she took small, slow steps, more interested in watching the students around her. Some looked like they were about to cry, others looked angry, and yet still some others looked ... enthralled. Strange, strange students attend Hogwarts. Arabelle had first hand knowledge of that.

Finally reaching her seat, she slumped down in a bored manner and stared at the ceiling. Seriously, when was this class just going to end? She was sick of trying to control her temper. She was making sure not to say much, but anything she did say or do was the opposite of what Crazy-Man wanted her to do.

Mr. Loony at the front was screaming about something or other. She caught the end of his speech, the part where he started to shout. Must he do that every time he spoke to the class? Was he deaf or something? Why were they having a Astronomy class in the middle of the day, indeed. "Uh, because you and your oh so important self decided to? I mean, since you are the most wonderful person at this school, you get to make the decisions, right?" Arabelle let her sarcasm take over. She rolled her eyes at the man, and slumped down in her seat even further.

Nutter.