Dora was just returning from an impromptu swim in the lake when she heard someone talking about needing to pee.
HEHEHEHEHE!
Wringing out her wet hair a bit. She moved closer and just kind of watched the kid plead with the portrait. She was DEFINITELY a Gryffindor. It was brilliant really. "She will not let you in withought the password, lovey. And there is a loo down the corridor," she said with a smile.
Should she help? She could. She was a Gryffindor also, after all. But she opted for pulling out her wand and commencing to perform a drying spell on her hair. Next would be her robes and shoes. "I'm Dora. "
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