"Hmmm, that's a good question. Pickles. I absolutely hate the smell of them, so pickle breath gets your disowned." She teased back. Keara had to admit that Luke felt easy to talk to. "There's probably a few other things, but I just can't think of them at the moment."
The question earned a shrug. It wasn't as if Luke probably saw anything wrong with it, especially since he had already kissed Kea before. "I'm in Gryffindor actually. But thanks. I like to think that I'm mature for my age, or at least look it a bit. Does it bug you?" She asked, blunt to make sure he didn't have some strange double standard about being alright kissing younger men but not younger women.