Aurora couldn’t help the little pout at Brandon not acknowledging her hugs or the offer of a cookie. Being ignored, whether it was unintentional or not, was that absolute worst and as Brandon was clearly not interested in her delicious snacks she instead offered it to the redhead. “There wouldn’t be anything dangerous at Hogwarts or else the Professors would get rid of it.” Right? She glanced over at the two older students for reassurance.

Rowan wasn’t the only one bewildered by the way Mitsuki spoke so eloquently and quite frankly lost her usually within the first sentence. She agreed that it made the elder Ravenclaw sound like a scholar, someone who always knew what was up and what was down and therefore was someone to be trusted. So when she tapped the glass with her paintbrush and Rowan followed suit with her hand, the third year did too.

She knocked on the mirror twice with her closed knuckle just in time to spot that weird shadow darting its way across the corner. “Hellooooo? Is there anyone in there?” she giggled, evidently not expecting a response.