It was difficult to find an animal that was more vocal than her own kneazle but this one had certainly given him a run for his money. Trixie stroked its soft fur before returning her full attention to the younger student, Harley was it not? She was a fellow snake, Trixie HAD to look out for her. Returning her small smile, Trixie tilted her head to look straight at her. She certainly didn't look happy, the head in the hands was the first proof of that. She debated over whether to give her a quick hug or not, she looked like she needed one and so the Slytherin placed one arm over her shoulders as she sat.

"Is there something wrong?? Boy troubles?" she asked raising an eyebrow as she spoke, that was what happened all the time in Hogwarts right? Usually when someone was upset it would be about relationships. "You can talk to me, I'm not scary" she smiled warmly.