Orabelle walked into the Slytherin common room, wincing as she saw what it was like. Dark, poor lighting and Merlin it was in the bloody dungeons. She was tempted to scream, she really was. After all, this place was like a dump! What type of school asked students to sleep in the dungeons? How horrible. With a perfect pout on her face, she flopped down on a leather couch and sulked. She took out a magazine and started flipping through it, trying to distract herself from the horror that was Hogwarts.

And people said it was lovely here...