Davina nodded, knowing that that was one of her strenghts. Probably her only strength though, she thought sighing. "I guess they might do." she agreed. "No, I don't play Quidditch, the Captain never liked me so I didn't make the team in second, third or fourth year. We had a new Captain this year, but I feel like I've missed my chance now, I guess." she told Zoë, saying an unusual amount about herself. She didn't usually talk a lot. She supposed it was a good thing though, being more social and all. Her parents would be happy, anyway, she thought.
Davina smiled as Mariana remembered who she was. She was probably seen as the girl with the screaming book though, as she recollected from their last proper encounter. "Hey Mariana." she said, shortly, but smiling at the joke she made. "Wow, you haven't been here for that long!" she exclaimed, shocked. She came in here so often that it seemed weird that Mariana hadn't been here for many years. Davina peered over to see where her Uncle was on the trophy. "What did your Uncle do?" she asked, curiously. Davina was a curious person. Too curious for her own good, her parents would say.