Satine walked down the hall glancing at the different portraits. She always found it interesting to see what they were doing. Some were mischievous, some kept to themselves, some where never in their portraits, some were beautimous or handsome, and some were...well they were just there.

She wandered down the corridor and stopped in front of one that was always empty. She had been at Hogwarts now for five years (since she was gone last term) and had never seen anyone in the portrait. The background was just of a beautimous waterfall with a red bridge in front of it. She would always stop and imagine what kind of person was in the portrait.