Fira Had her robe flung over her shoulder, only it was wrapped up around her books like a bag, and not just thrown togeather but expertly folded into a make shift bag. With one hand holding it over her sholder and the other one shoved into her pockets, she refused to wear a skirt absalutly refused, She absently made her way down the massive stone halls. Despite missing most of last year she still knew relativly where she was heading. And half way into the first week She was already beggining to relize how far behind the other second years she was. Not that magic had been her best streangth at any time in her life. Still she had enough of it that she needed to learn how to control it. Even though it never seemed to work when she really needed it to!
Sighing a little of her frustration out She peered down the hall. At least it was free time now so she could make due with walking outside into the court yard and a bit of the surrounding grounds just so she could be away from people in general since most of them should be in the study hall, or at least would be heading there. that wasn't to mean others wouldn't have the same idea as her, it was a nice day out after all. But most people were already avoiding her so she would be left well enough alone.
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