Remy absolutely loved this bathroom. It was huge, full of history, and just had a good vibe to it. Plus, no boys allowed, meaning she could tend to her notebook without any prying eyes she wrote about boys a lot, okay? Oh to be young and to have hardly any problems other than what cute boys were in her classes. She was sat in a cubicle, feeling giddy and mischievous, as she scribbled all sorts of shapes and drawings of her friends onto the pages.

Hearing someone enter and linger the bathroom caught her attention. Sure, people came and went to do their business all the time, but not many people stuck around like she always did.

The Gryffindor peered out from the crack of the door to see the back of another girl, looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t quite make out who it was from this angle, but decided to make herself known in the most annoying way possible. Remy quietly closed the cubicle door and then gently, but loudly, tapped on the door multiple times, still closed inside of it. She wanted to freak the girl out, of course, completely unaware of her current state out there.

Bahhhh, Hogwarts students were brave and explorative, so hopefully she’d come and check it out.