˚ • ○ §αмαиτнα Сαsτנε ○ • ˚
First year
Where I am: the Seventh Floor corridor
I feel: pleased
I feel: pleased
Sam walked through the corridor, stopping at the end where the painting of the Fat Lady guarded the entrance into Gryffindor Tower. "Password?" inquired the Fat Lady. "Quid agis," Sam said, repeating what she had heard the day of the feast. The portrait swung open, and Sam climbed through.
Where Sam thinks Tiny is: following her
Where Tiny is really: riding a moving flight of stairs
in the Grand Staircase
Where Tiny is really: riding a moving flight of stairs
in the Grand Staircase