Daphne wrinkled her nose at the plant, unwilling to touch it just yet, especially since she was busy keeping the terrarium away from her body. Didn't this boy had someone to aid him in his plight? Like...a butler? No one had butler at Hogwarts it seemed. Stepping further into the compartment, Miss Hopton delicately placed the terrarium on the empty seat across from the plant-phobe boy.

"Friends do seem to do that a lot," commented the blond shaking her wavy hair away from her face as she straightened up, slipping small hands into her pockets in search of unknown items. "Leave their pets with others that is," continued Daphne pulling out, finally, two handkerchiefs. "Nameless there is a good example," concluded the third year Gryffindor girl with a nod towards the blue-green tree frog.

One handkerchief in each hand, Daphne reached out for the honking hybrid, cringing slightly as she took it from the boy's grasp. Stepping away from him, she held in front and away from her. "However, this one...specimen..." Flinched Daphne as the plant gave a loud honk, causing her ears to ring. What would be a good word to describe it? Over the top? Extravagant? No. No. That wouldn't do. "Is...unforgivable," finished the young girl in a dangerous hiss.

Who in the name of Tabitha the Pimply created such a horrendous thing?! It was neither useful nor aesthetically pleasing. It served no purpose therefore--it had to be immediately discarded of.