Quote:
Originally Posted by
FoxFire 
Gwen ambled through the portrait hole, eager to see the common room as it should be at last (even if it might be a little awkward in there from time to time but meh). As the portrait closed behind her, she heard a bark. And a few more barks.
"We're allowed to have dogs?" she asked the room at large. "...Or is it actually a dog?" she said, crossing to a comfy loveseat near the girl's dorm. She plopped her bag beside her and pulled out a pair of knitting needles and a ball of crimson yarn.
"Hi, Torie!" Gwen said. "Were you at the feast? I might have missed you because of the flying broccoli."
"Hey Gwen!" Torie went over and gave the girl a hug. "No, I wasn't at the feast. I needed to check on something at the library, so I figured I'd do it while I didn't have to cope with a bunch of lost first years clogging the hallways." Torie realised what she had just said, and blushed in embarassment. "No offense, first years......" She trailed off and bit her lip self-consciously. "How was your summer, Gwen? Are you all ready for Quidditch this year?"