The adjustment to Hogwarts was going about as well as one might expect, except for the fact, at least, that’s what Maddie would call it, that the stairs were out to get her. That morning, on her way to breakfast, her foot had gotten stuck in the trick step. Then, on her way to class, one of the staircases had shifted, sending her tumbling down the steps to the landing. “No, no, I’m alright.” She sarcastically reassured a student that passed, not bothering to offer her a hand up. “Just demented staircases are trying to send me to the infirmary.” The brunette muttered, quietly adding, “And they say they don’t use dark magic here.”














