Delilah quietly made her way from the castle and down to where her next class was to be held. She was usually happier and more excited about new adventures than this. She still felt so alone, so small, and so helpless here, though. She wanted to go back to the orphanage, something she never thought she'd hear herself say.

If she didn't feel super small before (which she had), she would definitely feel super small now next to the rows and rows of hedges. Most of them more than doubled her height. It made her feel a little better to lower her gaze and look at her professor. Although taller than her, he definitely wasn't as tall as the hedges.

"Hello, Professor," she said. Was he really the professor? Or was his face going to melt away, too? She grew wide-eyed when the hedge beside her gave a little shake, and she instinctively moved away from it. They could call her a Gryffindor all they wanted, but this school scared her. It was official. She trusted no one.