Riah. Mr Popular. Hee.
Earning only a handful of curious glances from the other Slytherins crowded around the common room, Melanie quietly slinked out of the portrait hole, tiptoeing her way up the corridor leading out of the dungeons. It took only a few uneventful minutes for her to reach the wall which hid the Room of Requirements and she couldn't suppress a smug grin, knowing how easy it had been for her to sneak out despite the so-called curfew. She quickly paced three times in front of the blank wall before a door revealed itself.
As usual, the room was perfectly equipped with the typical comfortable furniture, sprawled around in front of a blazing fire. Melanie took a seat in one of the chairs, drapping her legs over one of the arms, and waited.
As usual, the room was perfectly equipped with the typical comfortable furniture, sprawled around in front of a blazing fire. Melanie took a seat in one of the chairs, drapping her legs over one of the arms, and waited.