Lydia couldn't help it. Her face betrayed her surprise. Of course she'd heard about Voldemort and the Death Eaters. She was a voracious reader, and the Battle of Hogwarts was mentioned often in several different history books in the library. As a muggleborn, learning about wizarding history had been one of the first things she'd delved into upon arriving at the school.

"Oh gosh, Quinn, I'm sorry," she said. "I shouldn't have asked. I'm glad you made a good friend like Beth though. That must've helped a lot."

As Quinn talked about traits and the houses, Lydia considered her words carefully. "That makes a lot of sense," she said. "No wonder you're in Ravenclaw!" This last was meant to lighten the mood. "But seriously though, that makes me feel a lot better. And the more I think about it, the more I think I probably do belong in Slytherin. I want to be the best I can be, if that makes sense? And ambition is definitely something Slytherin favored."