Had she not been such a lady, Aurora might have snorted in reaction to the boy being so clumsy that he dropped the cage and let the tarantula run free. It wasn’t her fault that the boy was frightened by tiny eleven year old girls. Evidently this boy was not a Gryffindor or he would’ve tried to disguise the surprise by playing it cool. A small smirk was plastered on the Ravenclaws face, satisfied that she had caught him in the act. That was until he blamed HER for being a clumsy oaf and losing the spider and demanding that SHE was responsible.

A scoff escaped her lips. Boys really were stupid. She could never understand why the older girls were so infatuated with them.

“I wasn’t the one getting into trouble!” Meaning there was absolutely no way she was going to pick the display up nor was she going to take the blame if an adult noticed. Aurora was lucky enough to be petite and blonde and be sporting the cutest pair of braided pigtails and denim dungarees, looking like an absolute Angel. Her Ma was also only at Florean’s and should she get upset would literally be there in a jiffy. Layla was pretty terrifying when she gave that grumpy stare. “What were you going to do with him anyway?” The poor tarantula deserved respect, even if they were a little bit creepy.