She was looking for a quiet place where to read. It was a bit odd for her to be looking for a very quiet place now, since she could focus on her studies regardless of the noise around her. She generally could just mind her own business, without getting distracted by the people who were talking nearby but ehh.

For some reason, the seventh year made her way in the direction of the kitchen. Not one of the places where she hanged out a lot but mehh. Making her way in, the Ravenclaw headed towards the fireplace and took a seat. She then looked the book she was holding in her hand.