RP Continued from Slytherin Common Room
Speaking the password, Evan stepped through the portrait that covered his door, beckoning Jarrod to follow. His roomate was out, chasing girls, so they were sure to be undisturbed for a good few hours yet. Sitting down on his bed, Evan hugged his knees, backed into the corner. His every action radiated caginess, his unwillingness to be too close to Jarrod while spilling his secrets.