Whaaat! Marsha pouted slightly as they waited. ”Don’t say that! I really want a pet rock. They can’t all be gone!” Sigh!pout. Nope, she wouldn’t believe it until Professor Airey told her so. There were just the perfect pets just waiting for her and Lance to adopt them. Yupyup. So they just needed to wait for their Head of House to show up so that he could take them to their pets. WIDEGRIN.

EEEE. HAI!.

HUGE grins for the man. ”Hi Professor!” Totally excitable first years. Sorrrry. ”We,” quick motion to Lance, ”Were wondering if there were still rocks for adoption? I told Lance that we should wait until after we had food to go to the fayre - but then as soon as the feast was down the Prefects took us to the party and we missed it!” Frowning, the almost-twelve year out pouted slightly. ”If I had known that, we would have come to see you before the feast, I promise. Please tell us there are still rocks looking for good homes!?”

Please? She didn’t want to be the reason Lance didn’t have a pet rock. She didn’t want her BEST FRIEND to hate her less than a week into their first year. Oh griffin! Please Professor Airey make everything okay again.

Except… that looked scary.

The red head looked at the red envelope and giggled nervously as she took a slight step backwards. Her Tad had received a Howler once from an unsatisfied client… and they were loud when they went off. Seeing that Lance hadn’t moved at all, she flailed a little and finally managed to grab on to his sleeve, pulling him backwards by his robe to get away from it as well.