Laundry day, huh? It was all rather curious. She didn't do her own laundry here, or at home for that matter, she just always found her clothes clean and ready to be worn again. The most she ever did was sorting through them and leaving them out. The same went for her sheets and such. If the food was still being cooked (no matter how poorly so) then why'd they have to do their own laundry?

It took the Gryffindor just about forever to find and sort through her clothes but finally she got everything into a basket--A HEAVY OOOONE!

Levitating would work good here, yeah? Which is what she did ALL the way DOWN to the kitchen floor level. Honestly, why did everything always have to be so far from Gryffindor Tower? The Puffers only had to leave their Common Room for this and what did the laundry room look like anyway? She shoved the door open, and heard a loud thud as the basket fell to the floor.

...

.......Merlin's beard.

"Uh...Melanie...what are we meant to do with...all this?" Basins, tubs...what even...? "And, where's the machine?" She'd seen her father doing laundry looooads of times. All he did was stuff the clothes in the machine, but...she didn't...see the machine. Was it maybe disillusioned...? Yeah....this would pose juuuust a slight problem.

Uh-huh. She was officially lost. Some help would be nice right about now.