No one want sugar quills? Odd bunch of kids they all were. Oh, well. More for her. Rylee placed her bag of sugar quills away keeping just one out, the tip of which went directly into her mouth. Mmmm instant yummy perfection. Shifting her weight ever so slightly she leaned herself into her brothers side resting her head on his shoulder for a second just long enough so that Neptune could make his way up over them both and onto the back of the seat where he remained hidden behind their heads.

That glare Quinn shot her brother did not go unnoticed and she narrowed her eyes ever so slightly at the girl. There was no doubt in her mind that Reese was capable of taking care of himself but no one messed with her brother. "There will always be witnesses," she commented evenly. All of Hogwarts was nothing but eyes and ears whether they were seen or not. Rylee shifted her blue eyes to meet a pair that were identical to her own. "If you say so." If he was happy with this compartment than so was she.

Ah, she had been correct in her thinking. All of them were firsties. "I'm a Gryffindor," Rylee responded proudly with a wide grin twirling her sugar quill between her fingers. "Are any of you going to be trying out for your house Quidditch teams?" It was never to early to know her competition.