Why did Destiny have to pick that thing up? With her bare hands too! It was probably extremely dirty.

At least it wasn't like that chicken in Transfiguration class the term before. The one that stared at her. With those beady little eyes. Just staring. It totally had some mental problems or something.

Raising a brow at the Professor's question, wondering just who in this room didn't know what a chicken was, the Slytherin was about to raise her hand when...well...hehe, Destiny had to describe it. She wanted to hear thaaat! Quick! Blurt out the answer! "A chicken."

Obviously.