Where did you come from.....?

Trix was FAR too lost in the music to have realised that people were getting showered in feathers and shaving foam and what not. "Onwards horsey" she spoke to herself, bobbing her head to the music and singing along. But it wasn't long until Trixie got a shower of her own. A shower of brightly coloured feathers. Large ones as well. Large colourful fluffy things.

She looked like..... A PARROT!

Okay she was NOT impressed. Still the music kept her going as she dodged the attack from the other feathers. The Blonde blew a feather away from in front of her face.

Now Vashti's nickname worked for her again. Slytherdove... Except this time, well it was Slytherparrot wasn't it?