Lex...was just going to....start pretending it wasn't her Professor Smiles kept staring at. In truth, it could have been anyone at her table even though the eyes were on her. Coincidence, you know? On the odd occasion those happened. Now that she'd convinced herself it wasn't her she could try this reading thing. She eyed the crystal ball, noting that nothing was happening and the ball wasn't darkening. Well wasn't THIS promising?

Alexa leaned back, supporting her weight with her arms. If the ball wouldn't respond there was nothing left for her to do, nothing but relax right? Not like anything would happen. Even earlier when the Professor told Conner she'd seen something. That never happened, who were they all kidding?

The Gryffindor's eyes narrowed in scrutiny of the defiant orb but even then she didn't give it much hope. Nothing would happen, nothing was happening, nothing ever did happen.

Somehow she started thinking of her kneazle. He'd have liked the ball, even if it wasn't the kind he could lift and roll about with. Least he could regard his own reflection. Felix had a conceited side. It didn't show often but when it did she took note. For good measure, she poked at the ball, prompting it to do something, but not even then.