The redhead cocked her eyebrow as she waited for all of her ickle lions- because, you know, the rule breakers would be from HER house- to answer her question. Crossing her arms over her chest, she said again, "Well, I'm waiting for an answer... what are you lot doing in here?" Why couldn't the rule breakers have been Slytherins or something? That was it wouldn't have been HER house that would get in trouble. Merlin, this kids.

But before she could demand an answer out of them again Gideon and Nessie entered the compartment. She nodded to both of them before she turned back to playing Captain to her ickle children. And then, she finally got an answer. They were here to say goodbye? Well, that was sweet and lovely and all, but they were not allowed to be in here. On-the-other-hand, look how cute and sincere they all were. She just wanted to pinch their little cheeks and mention how very adorable they all were for that sentiment. But she knew that all three of the girls in here would have shot her dagger eyes if she went anywhere NEAR their cheeks. So that was a no-no.

Sighing, she caved in, "Alright, you lot, listen up. I am going to say this and only say it once. I didn't see you come in here, understand? The moment someone else does, though, well... I can't help you." If they caught her drift.

When Milton entered the compartment next she heard the Ravenclaw make a comment about Gryffindors or some nonsense. He really was thick, wasn't he? Selina had JUST gotten Mortimer back and if that was not incentive enough to be nice to Gryffindors in general, she did not know what was. Because you know, violence was ALWAYS the answer. Snapping her head to the side, she crossed her arms and said, "Got a problem with Gryffindors, Shacklebolt?"

And then someone else entered the compartment, which was getting rather crowded and most of the attendees were not prefects or the Princess of Hogwarts, it was Kurumi. The redhead grinned at her best friend and took a second to notice that she was a little forlorn. She was busy at the moment dealing with all of the influx of ickle children, but it did not mean that she could not see her best friend's face. They would talk later. Not here, not now.

But just as she was about to give her friend a quick squeeze, her attention was drawn over to Alice who was being very demanding and pushy... she was so proud. What a good little girl. Demanding things from people. The sixth year always knew that Alice was good people. Little spitfire, that one was. And then, suddenly, Alice shoved something into Selina's hand. The redhead perched her eyebrow in surprise at the letter and was about to open it when Alice asked her not to... weird. But she would respect Alice's wishes. The little third year had earned that- her respect.