Toying with her wand and wearing her usual snarly expression, Magenta made her way down the hall to her potions class. What day was it? This was the right class...right? Just before reaching the door, she stopped. What were those delightful smells? Was that her mothers cooking? Filled with exitement, she stepped inside and glanced around quickly. "Oh..love potions" she confirmed feeling a mixture of disappointment and happiness. She'd been hanging out for some honey cake lately. She made her way over to an empty table and began unloading, then setting up her equipment, smiling all the while.