Oh, this was the headmaster's class, wasn't it?!

Although she'd seen the man at the feast and heard his welcoming speech, she hadn't exactly had a one-on-one conversation with him yet. Sierra wasn't exactly the type to go around office-hopping, so this class would pretty much be the first time she'd actually talked to the man. Defense Against the Dark Arts seemed to be a pretty promising class for a pure-blooded child, too. Or, really anyone she guessed; but learning defense charms and spells seemed to be a far cry from the subjects she was having a little trouble in, so she was feeling confident about herself as she strolled through the classroom door.

"Hello, Headmaster," she said, giving the man one sharp nod before passing him by and finding an empty seat. She slid into her new desk and sat quietly while she waited for things to get underway.