Looking away from the older Gryffindor boy, Ellie saw just in time the fiery redhead dump a cake on Braeden's head. Her mouth dropped into a perfect 'O' shape. Merlin's socks, she was a little hostile wasn't she? A nice silence filled the treehouse until Emma flipped out, and then Braeden was telling her to calm down. Apparently the redhead couldn't be tamed. Huh.

Ellie blinked and suddenly cake was flying everywhere. She heard Emma call out to her behind a barricade of chairs, and Ellie bolted over there to hide with her, shrieking as cake flew onto her clothes and in her hair. Ellie took a lump of cake off Emma's shoulder and chucked at the redhead. She seemed worth of a cake-slap.

She also threw a chunk at Braeden's butt. It just sounded like fun.