And what a ride last year had been! A magical school located in a castle up in Scotland, people who liked her (and vice versa), a scheming headmaster, a new best friend (and later girlfriend), and so much more. "I ought to write down my experiences of what my life’s been like! Hmm...Briallen Potter and the Mad Magical School. I kinda like it.’ She giggled at the notion floating through her mind as she let her eyes wander around the plain white walls of her room. "Oh, yeah! I was planning on repainting and redecorating when I was done with my first year. Ooh, I wonder if I could use magic?" She hauled herself back up and went in search of her aunt. Briallen found her relaxing in her favorite recliner down in the living room, "Aunt Petunia? I was wondering if this summer I could redecorate my room."