She shrunk her trunk, stuffing it into her trusty satchel, before glancing upwards at her bedroom's ceiling where her familiar was casually resting. Wordlessly, she waved her fingers and let her magic wrap around him. She caught him as he fell in his larger-than-usual form. They were going to be surrounded by family and friends; it was fine if Moko was visible. Neither individual, especially Ashley, would mind if the community found out she was a Parselmouth anyway. Well, as long as she wasn't featured on tabloids which would paint her in a bad light, which was highly unlikely. The Lovegoods were undoubtedly on her side and her deal with Rita included keeping her reputation pure and untainted.