The Ravenclaw wasn't the one to ruin someone's holiday cheer but she doesn't care if the person is a dangerous and hairy vermin like werewolves for example. Maybe be they oath to pass a more strict legislation toward her kind Teagan smiled mischievously when a certain someone popped up beside her. She didn't expect that he'll find her that quickly, but Teagan began being cautious around him. Teagan wrapped her arms around Liam's right arm. "I was just complimenting Miss Woods on how nice her dress is, that's all." She left a smile on her lips and acknowledge Liam's attire for the night. "You look dashing by the way, Liam." Her Irish accent strong when she's in the mood for some instigating. It was odd how calm Marisol was. Full moon is on the rise and yet, the werewolf is here. "Oh, Marisol, you're very welcome but that's not all it does." Teagan said sarcastically to Marisol with a little bit of a dramatic hand gesture to the chest like she really appreciates it. Although, before she could say what was it about the Monkswood, a guy she never saw in her entire life butt in. And Asaiah came in next, making a protective wall between her and Marisol.
Teagan chuckled lightly. She wanted to say to them that she and the others should be the one being protected from Marisol. They will never know when and where she'll transform. The third year Ravenclaw glance at the big windows surrounding the other wall of the Great Hall, it was a clear one outside, no clouds and the moon almost to its full potential. She looked back to the to men in front of her. "Don't worry, boys. I'm not going to hurt your damsel in distress. I guess compliments are not allowed in today's decade ..." Then she added, " ... Oh, have you all heard? The Ministry of Magic in England are pushing a new legislation about werewolves, courtesy of my dad, of course. He's pushing that every wizarding school in the world not to admit anyone that has lycanthropy even the one's enrolled already. I know it's a bit racist but parents do tend to be very protective of their children, specially hearing that there are some in this very school." Teagan sigh dramatically contemplating what she had just said. If Marisol would flinch even a strand of her hair. The legislation wasn't even presented in front of the Wizengamot members yet but she did mentioned about werewolves to her father, though, no name mentioned.
"You know while it's not yet been voted, we oath to be very careful which person we befriend with. And with the full moon in a couple of days, I'd rather be in the confines of my common room or at home if you're all going for the holidays. Now, Happy Christmas and be merry!" Teagan wasn't scared at the two guys in front of her, if they touched her, even a single hair on her body, she'll scream Marisol's name at the top of her lungs and start calling her a werewolf. "Would you care to dance, Liam?" She asked with her hand laid for him to take. It was simply a nice night for her, she has the upper hand this time and probably for the rest of their schooling at Hogwarts New Zealand.