Despite there being a light misting of rain, Briallen skipped down the path to the squat-looking hut and knocked on Hagrid’s door, eager to see how the big man’s summer had been. This was the first chance she’d had since returning to the school, "what with all of my new classes, the increased workload... yeah, I kept making excuses but hey I’m here now, aren’t I?’ The cool Scottish air felt refreshing on her face. She was taken aback by the sound of something large scratching and growling at the other side. "Hagrid?"