What in the world were cushioning charms? She’d heard the exclamation from the boy, and could only infer by his excitement that it was some sort of spell that either summoned a cushion for the user, or perhaps padded one’s fall. Before she had time to ask though, he’d introduced himself and she gave him a nod. Looking at his outstretched hand, she smiled gratefully and blushed because no one had ever done something that gentlemanly for her before (other than her brothers or father), and clambered into the boat.

“Erm - no I haven’t,” She responded to Georgie with unease. She knew about houses and roughly which house meant which kind of personality, but frankly she hadn’t thought about what house she would be. “But my auntie Dido was a Hufflepuff. She’s the divination teacher at the school.” Rorie didn’t know how much confidence she had in her voice; frankly she was just trying to keep up after ‘cushioning charms’.