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Beat who? Was she not paying attention? Eyeing Rachel with the corner of her eye, Willow realized that the prefect was busy shoting glares at the first years. And why wouldn't she? They obviously were not familiar with the concept of NOT talking during class.
Great. Groaning under her breath when Professor Morgan docked five points from Ravenclaw, Willow's eyes fized on the talking first years. Now it was her turn to glare.
With one look of disdain at the one who had lost points, she focused her attention on professor Morgan, who had just released the Nifflers. What were they supposed to do now? Catch one? She . . . she was NOT touching a niffler. Nope, she wasn't - but Rachel was. Right? Heh-
"Do you reckon we should go for that one?" Willow asked, pointing to a particularly little niffler that seemed to be about to start digging. "I mean, not for it - for the treasure it is going to find." Ack. They were losing time! So without waiting for Rachel's reply and expecting the girl to follow her, Willow made a beeline towards the said niffler.
Annoying first years... What part of 'not talking in lessons' did they not understand?! She couldn't really believe just how ignorant people can get. When she was a first year, she hadn't so much as squeaked during lessons, why were these ones so hard to handle?
Putting the misbehaving students out of her mind as Professor Morgan released the nifflers, she couldn't help but smile at the cute creatures as they began to dig.
"Aww, they're really cute!" she said to Willow as they watched them work, then turned her gaze onto the niffler that her partner was referring to.
Sure enough it was about to start digging.
"Fine by me," she said and followed Willow towards the niffler, literally having to restrain herself from cooing at the creatures.
"Wait, remember not to approach them too quickly," she warned the girl as they neared the niffler. She was pleased to see that it hadn't run away from them yet, and had in fact began digging it's way into the ground.
"Looks like we're good," she commented as she observed the tiny hole where the niffler had been.