Trina nodded, smoothing the gown back out, pulling her own wand from the cloak she had worn.  Tapping herself on the head with the wand, she shivered, as the familiar sensation of a cracked egg running down the sides of her head coursed through her.  "I'll be there in thirty, Hitomi," she whispered, and then backed away from the door.<br/><br/>She waited the five minutes, and then pulled the door open, checking to make sure no one was around to see the door do so.  Then she slipped out, heading the opposite direction, heading up to Ravenclaw tower, to her solitary dorm.<br/><br/>Once there, she slipped out of the gown, carefully replacing it back in the bottom of her trunk where she had pulled it from, and slipped into the school robes from the day before.  Grabbing a clean set, as well as clean undergarments, and tucking them into her shoulder bag, she tapped herself again, feeling the warmth flow back through her body.  "I always hate doing that, but it makes it easier to get around the school to see Hitomi," she said to herself as she descended the stairs again.<br/><br/>Heading down the hallways, she had to stop to reprimand two first years about to blow themselves up in a mock deul, and then chastise the fifth year that had instigated it.  She sighed, stopping before the statues, glancing up and down the hallway.  "Acid Pops," she said, and then stepped into the prefects bathroom, setting her bag down on the bench that was there for that purpose and shedding her robes and underclothes.<br/><br/>She slipped into the water, wincing slightly at the heat on her groin, and then giggled, sliding over and straddling Hitomi's lap.  "So what was that about more private lessons?" she said, smiling coyly as she leaned in to kiss her on the lips, her arms wrapping around Hitomi's shoulders.