Delilah had to admit that the sudden change in volume (as in a very, very loud volume) startled her. Normally that wouldn't have happened, but since the last ten minutes of her life had been pretty stressful, she was kind of on edge. She peered down the table, expecting to see something like an Acromantula on the run. But, no. It was just some kid screaming his name at the top of his lungs.

...and before Delilah could ask him what in the name of Merlin he'd just said, some girl joined in and screamed out her name, as well. Was Delilah supposed to be yelling, too? Was that what all the first years did? She just couldn't bring herself to do it.

HOWEVERRRR....

That end of the table seemed to be having way more fun than the part she'd sat at, so Delilah stood up, made her way down a few seats, and sat next to Sir Loud Mouth What's-His-Name and Arden Torros. "Nice to meet you!" she said. She leaned in and whispeed, "Are the others hard of hearing or something?"