Beverly had the back end of the group in case any of the Slytherins decided to straggle off elsewhere. She'd stick them onto Caleb if she had to. They were staying together as a group.

Her heart did give a loud jolt in her chest when she heard Bellaire's voice. It was as if the woman's firm voice provided some kind of comfort. It meant she was safe, her snakes were safe.

Walking to the front of the group after making sure the Slytherins at the back did not run off, she nodded politely at the woman. Caleb wasn't the only one in charge. She was there. It wasn't her fault she wasn't tall and her head didn't stick out of the crowd.

"Professor Bellaire," she glanced around, "Our Head of House isn't with you?" Although really, just Bellaire being here was enough for the Prefect at the moment. She had just witnessed fire like she has never seen it in her entire life, and acromantulas take away the Headmistress and students, she needed a figure to learn how to handle these situations from.