Trixie walked into DADA, shivering slightly at the cold temperatures that had surrounded the atmosphere in Scotland. But she was excited for DADA, and she had done what she's been told. Worn clothes that certainly weren't her best. Ones she didn't mind getting dirty, but her Slytherin scarf was wrapped around her neck to keep her warmer.

"Good Morning Headmaster. How are you?" the Blonde grinned as she walked in to lesson. Ah the fires. Now THAT was really enjoyable. The sheer heat coming off them. The sixteen year old sat herself down and waited for anyone she knew to come along.