Desdemonda nodded as the professor spoke. Thank Merlin the gentlemen were not there for ettiquette lessons as well... knowing her luck, she would have had to sit near Billium. Which would have been a nightmare.

She gracefully made her way over to the table, watching the chair pull itself out. She swiftly took a seat, and in the process, almost tripped. Whups. Quickly, she regained her composure and was left sitting at the table, her posture rigid and formal. She'd show the Headmistress she wasn't a hooligan...