Delia grinned and clapped as well when Akira was sorted into Slytherin. She did remember him telling her about the house on the train, hopefully his fellow house members treated him right. The Sorting Hat called her name and she nervously walked up to the stool, sitting on it and crossing her legs as the hat was placed on her head.<span style="font-style: italic">Slytherin, Slytherin, please Slytherin!</span>She thought, shutting her eyes and hoping she could be in the house. She didn't care about the consequences, she wanted to be around someone she knew, even though her and Akira weren't close. It took a full minute for the Hat to speak.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Miss Delia, Slytherin isn't a good fit for you, you will be placed in..</span><br/><br/>"GRYFFINDOR!"<br/><br/>The Gryffindor house members stood up and clapped for her, Delia stood up as the teacher took the hat off of her head, "But wait, how come Slytherin isn't a good fit for-" She tried to make a grab for the hat but was too slow, The teacher shooed her away to the table. Delia looked over to Akira, then the Gryffindor table and walked towards it getting pat in the shoulder by the house members.<br/><br/>Dumbledore has welcomed all of the students and summoned food. Delia was a bit sad that she wasn't put in the same house as her friend and wondered why she wasn't fit for Slytherin. She tore a turkey leg and begun to nibble on it, forcing herself to stare straight ahead.