"Exactly." Trixe agreed, thinking the very same thing. No one in their right mind would rather be at school then on holidays. Unless of course you were a Ravenclaw. She wondered briefly what the kids in blue did during their summer holidays? Probably went to fancy libraries or something. She realised that her mind was wondering off again and she gave herself a small shake and focused back on Ariadne. "Well at least we get to go to Hogsmeade this year. It will be nice to see what all the older students talk about, won't it?"

Her gaze went back to the box and she realised that she probably sounded ungrateful to the Slytherin but she wasn't willing to share the real reason why she was upset with her father. That was a story for Livvy, behind closed doors in the dorms. So instead Trixie picked up the box and carefully removed the lid. "Just as I thought." She pulled out a few items. "Extendable ears, dungbombs, a portable swamp, exploding whizz poppers, decoy detonators..." There were more items inside but she was sure that Ariadne got the idea. "He seems to have a bit of theme going to." Obviously these were the kind of things he used to do at school and thought his daughter should follow in his footsteps.

The talk of Paris caused Trixie's eyes to light up. "Oh how cool. I'm from Paris. Well I was born there and have visited there heaps of times. What did you like best about it?" She picked up an extendable ear and wrapped the string around her finger. "Well I actually spent quite a bit of time with my Uncle Oliver." At least her Uncle didn't have some ditsy blonde hanging around. "He taught me how to surf." Which had been pretty cool actually.