Junia covered her mouth, stifling a giggle that she skillfully masked as a cough. The drama unfolding was waaaay more entertaining than the discussion they were currently having and of course, she was amused. She was even thankful, seeing as the little scene had moved along the discussion faster and gotten them to the fun part-the part where they actually got to interact with the creatures. She was definitely ready for that.

Supplies were taken and the third year changed into boots just outside of the barn, deciding that these particular boots were far more functional than fashionable. Oh well, she could deal. It was for sick kneazles, after all, and sick kneazles made her think of dead kneazles which made her think of Prince West. She was all smiles after that and as she washed her hands and then put her mask on, the thirteen year old made a mental note to write the wrock star a letter about this very lesson later in the week.