Arienna had counted all seven hundred and sixty-eight steps to the divination tower, and continued counting scilently to her seat, which hadn't changed once all year (or last year, for that matter). She knew that NEWTs weren't until next year, but Professor Kapoor was her favorite teacher, and she didn't have anything else to do for that block of time. Upon sitting, Ari froze for a moment, her lips jerking up and to the side, but only for an instant.

Collapsing her cane and pressing her sunglasses closer to her eyes, Arienna reached into her beige shoulder bag and pulled out her divination notebook...at least...she thought it was her divination notebook, until she felt the bottom corner where, in braille, the letters "TF" were. Sliding her transfiguration notebook back onto place, she felt the notebook with "DV" in it's corner and set it on her desk. She also pulled out a silver quill and held it lightly between her thin fingers.

She sighed, softly, thinking that she only would be at Hogwarts another year. She frowned, for a moment, before her face returned to it's usual, indifferent, blank stone.