Aboli chuckled at Ashley's immense enthusiasm. Goodness, it was nice to see the younger ones look HAPPY. And unafraid. And NORMAL. She smiled a little. "Ashley, I'll take a sketch of this handsome fellow." She pulled out a picture of Noah Nam and slide it over to her. Her eyes went to Minjae, wondering if Noah had filled him in on she and the NOW BOYFRIEND'S developments. All of the developments... "My boyfriend. So please make sure it looks decent." Were her cheeks red because they were burning. She hardly spoke about these sorts of things aloud to the general population here at Hogwarts. Sure, Bernie had caught on to her romantic shenanigans simply from observing her interactions with the Gryffindor, but she didn't go out of her way to talk to random people about Noah.

Ahem.

Anyway.

"Do you want one?" she asked Quinn, suddenly pulling out a blank sheet of paper and using her wand to turn it green. She was not an artist, no, but she was dead good at magic, all right? To each their own. "You know there's a charm to help you knit, too," she said with a smile. "Unless that's how you already knit." Because he DID already knit using magic.

Well, well, well. Someone from that little annoying group had arrived, one of the non-annoying ones. Octavia. And she supposed her heart to heart with Cece rendered her more patient with her as well. But Phoebe, Kale...and the lot of 'em.... yeah. Aboli was not a fan, but she did wave in a polite manner at the Ravenclaw. She had nothing against Octavia, after all. "Well, thank you for turning out, Octavia. How nice of you. I guess....you can help me make some cards. It's easy if you just follow my steps and know hot to render decent magic," and she expected that the Stark girl would know decent magic. After all, that lot talked a LOT about their schooling before Hogwarts, and they seemed well learned. Hmmph.

Another small one! Aboli was glad the younger kiddos were at least taking advantage of her idea. Dahlia.....right. Okay. "Oh. Um. Sure. Show me," she began using her wand to snip snip SNIIIIIP away at her green paper, her eyes moving to watch Dahlia pull whatever she wanted to from her bag.

And since she was not paying attention, her magic had produced a very lopsided Christmas tree. Whoops.