Mia glanced at the 'three day old pudding eater' and gave an internal grimace. Why did he always insist on wanting to torment her. She probably would have liked him if he hadn't did that dirty trick in DADA and given her boils. What had she ever done to him?

Turning her attention back to the front just in time to hear the Professor's question, Mia raised her hand. "Shelter would probably be the most helpful thing. Something to protect you from the elements. Whether it be from the weather or animals."

Or falling acorns.