Eliza tucked the little parrot close, hoping she wouldn't smother the little trooper and assumed a position like she was huddled from the cold.
"J-just me a h-humble Hufflepuff."
She had not been any major trouble lately.
Beyond academically of course.
However, the little featherhead was mostly harmless. What bad would it be to keep him? What punishment...
Eliza tried to keep an even position
surprised ne that she was NOT trying to be unseen or even attempting to conceal something.
Though neither were too far from the truth.