Aurora had arrived at the Transfiguration classroom on time but only just. The rather dramatic skid that her shoes made and the slightly out of breath huff as she sat down at the desk nearest the door was evidence that she had practically run her way from the stables where she was petting the horses, up the stairs who really were having a moment and onto the sixth floor where she had burst into the classroom literally seconds before Carton started. There was a small plastered on her face to show in case anyone were to glance in her direction, a visual ‘hello nothing to see here’.

The dramatic entrance had obviously meant that she hadn’t noticed the statue on the desk and her rather petite size all the way at the back wasn’t giving her the best vantage point of it either. She had to raise her bottom off the seat to be able to glance her way between all the raised hands of eager students wanting to answer the question. It wasn’t until she spotted the snake hair that she raised her own hand. “Celia from Monsters Inc” she beamed, rather proud of herself. The other students had answered what the creature was so giving an example was the next best thing, right? Nevermind that there was a much older, much more famous example in the form of a Greek myth that she could’ve proposed but let’s be honest, that wasn’t how Aurora’s brain functioned.