Seated firmly behind her desk with another First year student - a boy with large brown eyes, and even darker brown hair to match, - Delphi played with the big white feather that was suppose to stay on her desktop until the Professor instructed otherwise, between her fingers. She squirmed, fingers wiggling, a smile on her lips. It tickled.

"Miss Suvari," The Professor said in his thick Greek accent, "I hope for your sake you're paying attention. What did I just say, child?"

Delphi could have frowned at his tone, but she remained unfazed. "You said the incantation. Wingardium Leviosa."