Nolan trudged along, behind the rest of the mixed group of first years. As they all had the same classes, he'd found that it was easiest to find the next classroom by sticking to the crowd. A few had taken up an upperclassman Ravenclaw on his offer to lead them around, but Nolan found he enjoyed struggling with the rest of the group. Seeing a bit more of the castle than they would otherwise. After all, the teachers had to expect the first years would struggle to navigate the huge castle. Of course, their next class was Professor Quinn. He didn't expect she would be as understanding.

He'd struggled with the thought of trying to explain his actions to her the night previously. He was even going to try and get her to let Caelum and Chandler of the hook. After all if he hadn't left the compartment, they might have been left alone. He had remembered Roy's complaints about the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and felt trying to get out of punishment might just make everything worse. Nolan remembered the stern face looking down at them all the previous night outside the headmistress's office and suddenly felt it'd be good to get there as quickly as possible. As the three students heading the group began to turn down one corridor of the dungeon, he realized it looked very familiar.

"No, this isn't the way. We came down this way to the Slytherin common room last night. I didn't see any classrooms." A few turned to look at him. One girl he recognized from his own house seemed annoyed with him. Oh, was he not supposed to have told them the common room was that way? No, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw both supposedly had obvious common room locations so he was sure the others weren't a secret. Regardless a few other Slytherins confirmed what he said and the group went a different way. Hopefully the dungeon corridors didn't shift around like the staircases. They didn't, did they?

As he walked behind the group, he'd helped lead them around to find the class before this and was glad to just follow and observe the castle for a bit. It had been a good day, mostly. The early start had made it difficult to get going, but the excitement of the first day was enough to quickly change that. The Archer boys had even lucked out and not received a Howler in the flurry of exploding red enveloped that had arrived at breakfast that morning. However, Nolan was already starting to get a bit anxious. Though most of the classes so far had covered policies and other introductory material, he could tell these magic classes weren't going to be any easier than Muggle classes he'd had before. For now he was just hoping to relax, then hope DADA would pass quickly so he could get some lunch. He'd met his fellow Slytherins at breakfast and wanted another chance to get to know some of them better. Lunch might be a good time for that.

One of the students leading the group, a Gryffindor boy called out that he found the classroom. Looking around he noticed that some of the faces he remembered form the previous night seemed to be recalling the woman who had so casually frozen them all then refused to budge on their detentions. He looked around for Caelum or Chandler. Judoc said Quinn was merely stern and no one to be afraid of. Still Nolan found her intimidating, and would rather face her with someone he knew.