Freya walked inside the hut, 'It's so warm in here.' She thought to herself and lowered her hood, revealing her pale face. "I'm doing very well, Ma'am, and yourself?" It was always polite to ask.
Freya's eyes glanced over to the fireplace; there was the boy she had tried to help in the library after the death of a Hufflepuff student. 'Hope he's doing better, thought he might have had a breakdown after all that mess.' Freya then turned to her Professor again. "I just thought I should let you know that my father is just fine with the idea of another animal. So long as I can continue to care for, Noor, which won't be a problem I assure you."