Thinking along, she had to nod with an agreement. She didn't remember exactly in which year she was. Third or fourth, but not in hers, she was damn sure about it. So she'll stick with those two choises.
A grin appeared on her face, as she heard the comment, and shrugged. Though, it was cool color, yes, blue, punk, whatever, it was already getting on her nerves. Maybe she could just try another color? Green for example? But as her character has changed with those two months, she didn't know if someone would really believe that she was in Slytherin. Like some guys believed it not a long time ago.
“Thank you. I am actually a natural ginger,“ she said softly, looking down at her. Today, as she finally wore those heavy combatboots, she was higher than the girl. That made it so ironic. She was usually more shorter. That was from her mother. She wasn't a long woman as well, and two years ago, Miseria was even jealous of the other's height. But now, she didn't actually care.
“Oh, really? Sorry, I don't look much around on the lessons. Need to keep my thoughts certain on the subject, if you know what I'm talking about. But it's really nice to meet you, Lily. I am Miseria Manson-Lupin,“ she introduces herself, offering her a hand to shake it. She was already used to her strange family name. One of her's and other of Khaat's name.