Irial paused and stepped in front of Rhea. "Well what do you suggest we do?" he asked, his arms crossed over his chest. "I doubt we'd be able to change the way the school is run. A fourth year and a sixth year." He arched an eyebrow.

"If you have any ideas, let me know," he said, actually interested to hear if she had any. He paused, waiting to hear if she had any, when he heard a loud scream close to them.

His head whipped around and his gaze fell upon a small Hufflepuff girl. "Um..."