Molly need not be concerned that Aurora was three years above her in age, the Ravenclaw had a habit of trying to accumulate friends in all the years anyway. Those in the upper years she sort of latched onto in the hopes that they’d accept her whereas the younger ones she had tried to adopt into her circle as a kind of guide to life at Hogwarts. Whether she was the best role model for these youngins was up for debate but she liked to think she was friendly and a good student enough to support them anyway.

Oh no.

Well now she had been put on the spot and had to attempt a spell that she wasn’t one-hundred percent sure she could remember. “Umm.. I think the incantation is Geminio and you just sort of..” She flicked her wand in the direction of the daisy chain a couple of times, watching as it duplicated again.. and again.. and again.. “Oh no! No no no no! How do I make it stop?” She tapped her wand on the cushion which swiftly duplicated too, raising her up higher off the ground until suddenly all seemed to stop. She smiled sheepishly at the first year. “Like that I guess?” What she lacked in booksmarts she made up for in generally being a good person.

Having those extra copies was likely a good thing judging by how frustrated Molly was getting over piercing the stems. She collected those that had split and placed them away into a bag to decide what to do with them on another date. Maybe she’d offer them to Mitsuki? She’d often seen her making something-or-other out of crushed flowers and now that they were friends (in Aurora’s head anyway), she might appreciate them.

“Mhmm..” She replied, tying off the final flower to make the perfect circle. “An older sister called Ariadne who graduated last year and a baby brother called Ander who was born in September. I haven’t met him yet though.” She was counting down those weeks though. As for the situation with her Mums, Aurora didn’t have any issue in proudly correcting any assumptions. “My Ma and my Mom are married” she smiled. No step-mum situations here. “Like they live in nature?” she enquired, images of her dad’s family living amongst the fairies and picking mushrooms and making nettle soup coming to mind.