Pleasure...possibly, it all depended upon how this turned out. She watched silent yet intrigued as the newcomer performed an intresting spell from book to book. Was she...copying it? If she was, that was an utterly fascinating way to do it. Perhaps this girl really was something after all...it'd be interesting to see.

The story comment almost got her stoic face to crack...almost. It was amusing and something Eria herself might have said. The girl wasn't a slytherin, but she could have been the brunette had a hunch.

Lovecraft...yes her surname followed her at times. To hear people talk about her mother that way, it was still odd. Out of any family member, her mother was the one who mattered and she certainly deserved the adoration though. She chose not to react or comment to little snake's revelation, simply watching the younger girls instead.

"Every woman should know how, especially every snake sigil." She looked the newcomer over again briefly. "You could have been a snake in another life...or perhaps this one." That was a form of compliment coming from the fifth year. She didn't like many first years or see promise in them. The tiny blonde snake had been the first since she'd landed in this dank forsaken place. Perhaps this one would be the second....