Derry blinked at the sound of the tall, long haired boy's voice. Oh, the quidditch captain, right. Not pretty..? How could it be not pretty? What...? Hmmmm. Well there was only one way to find out... Derry took one of the knuts he was handing out, "Thank you." and slid it into the slot of one of the turnstiles, pushing her way through. Merlin, she hoped her dad would send her some knuts if she wrote to him... she didn't know what spell to use. Or she could ask West Odessa or Theo or someone to help her with it... Right now she just wanted to get to bed though...