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sweetpinkpixie 
Kurumi simply stared at Salander when he threw his scarf over his head. After blinking a few times, Kurumi supposed that he had made the proper move in keeping one as warm as possible. Her mother was always telling her to wear a hat during the cold winters back home because most of your body heat escapes from your head. He really ought to have brought a hat with him.
Then her eyes went bugging out of her head at his next comment. Wait...there were flesh eating animals in here?! In the nursery? Kurumi squeaked rather loudly and clung to his arm. "E-E-E-Eat us....t-t-tear us limb f-f-f-from limb?" She certainly didn't like the sound of that. Why would Professor MacFusty keep such creatures here? He didn't seem demented like Professor Vindictus was with Herbology. "I DON'T WANT TO GET EATEN BY A BASILISK!" she shrieked as she tightened her already close to death grip on Salander's arm. Well, that comment wasn't really reserved solely for basilisks. She didn't fancy being eaten by anything.
"Y-Yeah, wouldnt they Kurumi? I mean you just said those things up there were vultures!" Salander stammered as he stared at the nests by the rafters. Paranoid he looked around, eyes flashing at one baby animal to the next, seeing them not for their cuteness but for the danger that they pose to him in their adult form.
He nearly jumped all the way to the rafters when Kurumi started shrieking.
"Basilisks?!? WHERE?!?!?" he whimpered back, staaaaring all around them. He seized the pitchfork for the hay, grabbed the little Gryff by her waist and jumped onto the crate. As he set her down Salander began waving the pitchfork around
"If there are any basilisks around we should be safe up here." Yup all one foot off the ground.