Roxie huffed as she stepped into the classroom. It was warm in here and it meant she didn't get to wear her big fluffy sealskin overcoat. Because otherwise she would sweat. And Roxie hated sweating.

She swung her legs up onto the table and flicked her wand. Everything moved out of the way and - or - disappeared from view. No distractions this first lesson. Even the blinds on the windows would be closed. She smiled. Time to play a game.

The first student to walk in those doors would have their mind attacked by Roxie. And the one after would have to save them. Let's just hope the first pair of students were not late.

Sabrina woke early that day, as she normally did, still not accustomed to sleeping in big and soft beds. She wasn't even sure if she liked it or not. One thing she was sure of, though, was that she hated wearing shoes. She felt so... constricted. Nonetheless, she took them on and started walking towards the classroom. While walking through the big hallways, she had a flash of thoughts about the experiments people put her through, and she didn't like it. She sometimes felt like sitting down and sticking a drill into her brain to bore the memories out. But they were always there in the back of her mind.

She reached the classroom and was surprised, and slightly victory-feeling, when she saw she was the first one to arrive. That was, until something very weird happened, and memories flared around in her head.

Tricia didn't want to be late to her Legillemency class again. Loosing another 10 points would prove devastating, and she'd seen the rather annoyed glances directed at her from people who hadn't been awed by her famous parents - these people being from her own house of course. The Tower Dormers merely treated her the same as before, but it irritated her at her own houses behaviour. They were still far ahead of everyone else, so none of them had the right to treat her as they did! She felt her face flush red as she stepped into the classroom, but her anger faded as she obediently sat at the front of the classroom and waited for their frightening headmistress to start the lesson.

Roxie's mind latched on to the first student to walk through the door. Unfortunately, it happened to be Sabrina, but she couldn't help that. She dug deeper, memories swirling around. Roxie took care not to linger on any for too long, in case they were traumatic - and besides, memories weren't any of her business.

Another girl walked in the door and Roxie glanced at her. It was one of the twins. "Help her," she said cynically. "Or she'll have to fight it off by herself and you'll be christened a coward, now we don't want that, do we?" Roxie smirked slightly and pushed slightly harder into Sabrina's mind.

Nara walked to class, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. She stepped in the door and the sight that greeted her was unusual. What was going on?

"Trish?" she called out to her sister. "What's wrong with Sabrina?" She glanced at their fellow West Wing Dormer. She looked really spaced out. And the professor - Headmistress Krum seemed to be... attacking her?

"Trish! Help me stop her! What do we do?" Nara cried. She was lost.

Sabrina didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that she was completely frozen physically, but her mind was racing at such a speed it gave her a headache. Someone was in her head, and she didn't like it. She tried, but didn't know how, to push the person out of her head. She couldn't hear anything, she couldn't see anything, nothing but flashes of old memories that zoomed so quickly by that she barely understood which memories they were.

Suddenly, her brain started functioning, despite the zooming memories, and she buckled down to the ground, screaming loudly in anger, trying to force whoever was penetrating her mind out, and that now. She tried to reach out with her hand, pretending to throw someone out, but it didn't work. She screamed again, trying again and again to lock her mind.