Okay so she gave in.

This ship did look pretty interesting and she was always a curious one, through childhood she was secretly less mature then she appeared to be. What young child didn't enjoy going around searching for treasure on an old abandoned ship. The place did look pretty fascinating and as the Brunette stepped onto the crickety old plank that led her into the bowles of the boat, Delilah's face lit up slightly. It was amazing. The old painting cracking off the wood, the stories that still remained from depth within.

Although she would never show it, the girl had a tough exterior, never opened up to anyone, not even her cousin, there was a slightly softer side to the apparent Slytherin.

Her hand reached out towards the old canons, peeking inside, dissapointed to see that it was empty. So she moved on, glancing around the old boat, eyes darting off in different directions, imagining what life would have been like on here in olden times.