Out of the common room for a breather, because, lets face it, there wasn't an awful lot of fresh air down in the dungeons... or.. none, to be exact. But, as it was going to be his home for the next almost-three-years, Józsua was going to have to get used to. He liked that you could see into the lake, but it was so GREEN down there. Even the lamps gave off a dingy green light so it didn't feel as cosy as it perhaps could have if they replaced the lighting with mundane everyday, warm glowing lightbulbs.

Feng shui. Yea..

The Slytherin common room was badly in need of some.

Orr.. perhaps a little French je ne sais quoi to spruce it up a bit with..?

Euh.

He decided to explore the castle and breathed a small sigh of relief when he was out of the dank dungeons. There was a smell of food wafting from somewhere which caused his stomach to growl in response. Smelled good. But he couldn't tell where it was coming from.

The fifth year sniffed the air and began to follow his nose.

Sniff

A few paces down the corridor.

Sniff sniff...