"There's an entire school for magic?" Wow. Whatever world she's gone and fallen into (not where she wanted to be, thanks a lot magic bean), it sounds very, very different from her home. "This place is amazing. Magic isn't... as far as I know, anyway, magic isn't common enough to have a whole school. It's more like a really scary mentor system."

But no, Red shakes her head. "No, I'm a wolf, as much as I'm human. It's a part of me, not something I learned how to do, but I did learn to control it. It was sort of like," and she smiles a little, rolling her eyes a little as she thinks, "it was kind of the biggest after-school special on self acceptance you can imagine. Except with much higher stakes."

Automatically, Red hopes over a boulder on the downward slope, hissing a little at the pain from her back as she lands, but looking up with a smile as she offers Hermione a hand to steady herself.

"I'm no witch," she clarifies. "Just a wolf and a waitress." And a fairy tale character, can't forget that. And, jokingly, "I'm more of a coffee person. Not sure if Wolfsbane would have quite the right kick to it."
Allowing herself a moment to be more serious and less likely to deflect everything with humour, Red goes on. "What does it do? Stop you from changing?"