From what she was gathering...this might be her final class at Hogwarts.

Yup. It was real legit. They were in a jungle with lots of trees and vines and ditches and swampy stuff, strike one. They would be trying to outrun an acromantula while in their aged state, strike two. If the thing caught them they would fail which brought out the true Gryffindor in her, DEFINITE STRIKE THREE! You did not give a Gryffindor reason to be a Gryffindor. That was a NO. As if she didn't have enough reason already!!

Under normal circumstances, she'd be a bit disappointed to note the creatures weren't real but considering she was likely to be caught by this thing if she didn't break a bone first, Lex was thinking that just maybe this might not have been such a bad thing afterall.

Okay. Survival. Not winning but survival.

For a while she followed the others until she heard the rustling of leaves and saw people scattering. Oh sure leave the old bones to fend for herself. Lex hid behind the nearest tree BECAUSE THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA to think this through. There was something she didn't do everyday. There was no way she'd outrun this thing. No. There needed to be another way.