Her brand new shoes clacked noisily against the cold marble floor. To be perfectly honest, on a snowy day as such, it was best to stay in the Common Room by the roaring fire. However, Daphne Hopton was hoping to have her path coincide with a certain Toussaint.

Her Charms needed some work and she just couldn't understand if it was her wand movement or was she pronouncing the incantation incorrectly.

Nose stuck between the dusty textbook, Daphne squinted down at the letters. Again, reading was presenting some problems but she still refused to accept the truth. There was no way in the Sparkly Magical World that she was going to get eyeglasses.