Amelia wasn't particularly excited to be making her way to classes today, which was unusual for her. Typically, she had a strong thirst for knowledge and actually awaited the start of classes with a high level of anticipation - not that she would share this with her fellow students, who would likely think her even more crazy than they already did.
Today, her enthusiasm was down because she was tired. She had spent most of the night awake on duty for the Imperium Squad. The headmaster was convinced that the Squad should be able to keep up the same routines of hall monitoring that the prefects had, even though the Imperium Squad consisted of far less students. This left Amelia with a lot of sleepless nights, because by the time she got off duty, it was hardly worth the effort of getting ready for bed because she would have to be up so soon afterward.
Groggily, Amelia walked into the Charms classroom, noticing the change in staff. There had been so many alterations in the teaching positions over her years at Hogwarts that Amelia barely batted an eye anymore when someone new was at the had of the class. Instead, she took a seat in the second row and sighed as she pulled out her text, parchment, and ink. Her wand was in the pocket of her robes, and it could remain there until the practical part of the lesson, which Amelia knew would not come until later on. For now, she began transcribing what had been written on the board, keeping her head down.