Yellow!? That just happened to be Wesley's very most favorite color (and it wasn't just because it was the same color of the sun, and butterbeer, and Hufflepuff...actually, on second thought, it was). Giving her own wink back to Sarah, which looked more like a half squint/half flinch because she couldn't really wink, Wesley grinned. Super!Wesley That sounded so grand!

As Tall Kid and Sarah brought the attention to her feet, Wesley lifted up the hem of her gown to look at them. "There wasn't any time," she offered quietly to Sarah, abashed, "I didn't know if someone was being ki...hurt. And I'm really-" About to whisper she was not too cold, and Lori needed her shoes more than Wesley did, the Hufflepuff stopped herself before she could say anything more. Any time Mother ever bought or offered her something and Wesley refused, the happy smile on her mother's face ended up crumpled in dramatic sobs. And, it seemed to the 13-year-old, Mother and Lori were very similar in character. "thankful." she finished, accepting the soft tan shoes and slipped her feet (after wiping her gritty soles with her dress) into them, curling and uncurling her toes in the soft wool with surprise.

Then, with a serious nod to Sarah, and the cheering of Miranda behind her, the Hufflepuff turned her wand in the direction of the staircase, shuffling with purpose in the too big (but really warm) shoes.