Aurora practically bounced her way down to the grounds all the way from the Ravenclaw tower because for some reason helping her professors garden sounded somewhat.. fun? Or at least it was less boring then sitting around in the Common Room because her sister was too busy studying somewhere and her friends had disappeared off to who knows where. The other option was to go to the kitchens and see if she could sneak a cupcake out but her Ma’s warnings about eating too much sugar was freshly running through her head. She couldn’t help it if cupcakes were much yummier than the salads that her Ma liked to eat, she was a human not a rabbit after all!

The Ravenclaw was a little concerned as she turned up that she had stumbled into an activity just for the older students however was relieved as her dorm mate Hope arrived too. She stood somewhat near her as the Professor explained what they would be doing. The problem was that Aurora was used to the cheerful looking porcelain gnomes that her muggle grandparents had in their back garden rather than the real life kind of scary looking gnomes of the magic world. She was particularly fond of the cute looking gnome that stood on the side of her Grandma’s fish pond with his miniature fishing rod and bright rosy cheeks although after today she would probably not be able to look at that gnome the same way again.

Her eyes widened as Professor Hernandez picked up the biting gnome, spun around and flung it away from the group. Then suddenly it was their turn and Aurora considered whether it was too late to back away and pretend that she was never there because quite frankly she didn’t want to get bitten nor was she particularly good at the hammer throw in P.E. classes at Primary School. Grateful for remembering to bring her gloves down with her, the eleven year old slipped them on and looked around for the least aggressive looking gnome she could find that maybe wouldn’t put up so much of a fight.

One ran by her and she scrambled about trying to grab it by the ankles through her oversized gloves. She eventually managed to get somewhat of a grip on it before spinning around (which thankfully as an ice skater wasn’t a difficult task) and pathetically tossing it as far away as she could manage with a girlish squeal.