So if the fire crab was as much stubborn with his fire-farting habit then she was absolutely not giving him any more trea-- whaooo. Pause the evil scheming. Louisa paused a couple of feet away from the crowded eagles, her cautious eyes scanning them all. "It's... camping day?" Did they even have one? Because all of them DO look like a bunch of kids going out camping. Their faces weren't as happy as one would think though, or excited. She looked closely at their faces until her eyes found Spike. "Uhh.. what's going on?"

Also wasn't it too cold to be outside the common room at this hour? Louisa hugged her jumper tightly around her.