Demitra Malfoy looked around the room in amazement as she took her first step into the Great Hall. She couldn’t believe that she was finally back at Hogwarts, but this time as a first year student. Her older brother once told her that she often went to accompany him during his years as a student. Of course, she was too young to remember, she was only three years old at the time.

As she began walking to her house table, all she could stare at was the ceiling, which was said to be bewitched to look like the outside sky. For some reason, she seemed incredibly fascinated with it, as though it was something she had seen before in her life.
She sat down & shivered a little. A few others turned to look, but all she could do was let out a small laughter, “Forgive me, but is that supposed to look like that, or have I gone completely bonkers?” she asked them nervously, waiting for a reply, pointing toward the ceiling.