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Aurora too wasn’t sure about Brandon’s assessment that she was a trumpet. Yes she could be loud and bold but not in a show off type of way, it was mostly excitement and pep and an eagerness for life that led her to not understand just how loud she was being. Also playing the trumpet seemed like it would take an awful lot of breath and the blonde was not a particularly big person, it all seemed like too much effort on her little lungs. “Are you saying I’m loud?” she asked Brandon, giggling to show that she was only teasing him. Truthfully she wasn’t sure what a Kalimba was either but the fact that they were associated with fairies immediately perked her interest. “Are they like panpipes?” she asked Anna. “If they are easy to learn then I could definitely give it a try. Although I’m not sure where I can get ahold of one. Is your long haired friend a Centaur?! Do they have one?” Yes Fauns and Centaurs were not remotely similar other than that their bottom halves were associated with an animal but still..
Poor Eliza had been roped into such a confident and bubbly group that Aurora was sure that she’d get lost within the muddled conversations but Anna seemed to be doing a great job at keeping her involved. “Do you want to be a Quidditch player? I like my feet to remain on the ground, I was terrible at flying classes in first year. Oh unless it’s on a winged horse but then it’s the horse that’s doing most of the effort and I can just hold the reins like on a wingless horse.”
If it wasn’t for Anna letting go of her hand, Aurora might have continued on with her rambling. Instead the Ravenclaw’s attention was immediately drawn to the herd of Unicorns that were congregating in the clearing. It took all of her effort to bite down on her bottom lip and prevent the impending squeal from reverberating out of her mouth. Instead she sort of quietly stomped her feet in an excited jig. “Yes, yes, yes!” The fourth year was already searching the ground for as many flowers as she could collect in her bag meant for potions ingredients. The thought of that baby unicorn wearing a flower crown was simply to die for.
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