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Finding the Ravenclaw common room had been remarkably easy. She'd simply asked one of the omnipresent house elves, who reminded her quite a lot of the hobb in Holly Rue's bookstore back home. Getting into the common room had been a bit difficult, so she'd followed someone else in and made note of the password.

Now she sat in one of the big squishy armchairs, legs tucked up under her, a sketchbook in her lap, doodling. There was so much she actually wanted to see and do, and a lot yet to learn. She was bursting with questions, but she'd decided to try and watch those around her, maybe eavesdrop a little if there was anything worth listening to.

Then again, she was more of a doer than a watcher, so this resolve would probably last only until she found someone she could approach and chat up.