Excitement and nervousness fought each other in a never-ending, bitter struggle for dominance as Draco quietly walked through the halls of the Academy with nothing to guide him but a piece of paper and his own instincts. All he had been told had been a room number and that he was going to be taking his first class with a teacher called Mimic. 

While he could have stopped and asked [i]her[/i] for guidance, Draco made the decision to work out his path alone; He did not wish to bother his Goddess with things that he himself could do on his own without her direct intervention. Sure it took him a little longer to find his way around the unfamiliar territory, but when he found the correct room he felt a small sense of accomplishment as he knocked on the door respectfully. After all, stepping into a class room while a class was in session without announcing yourself was just rude.