"Fine. I mean, honestly, did I ever act eleven?" She smiles though at that, leaning in close to him. "Be honest. I am not sure they would notice the difference," she points out, though she hugs him quickly. "Promise. I'll be careful and we'll make this work."

They had no choice but to make sure it all turned out right.

She nods at that. "That works. We just need to ask the room to help us and not Dumbledore. Maybe if we word it just right, it will listen." She has to hope it would, that it would help them.

And talks of the goblin will mean another step. Getting a dragon freed.