Lia and Open
The Gryffindor Common room was an uncomfortable place to be at the moment. Or well, being anywhere where anyone was, was generally uncomfortable. Lia hadn’t actually spoken to anyone besides the Healer who had bandaged her arms and hands and even then all she had said was a monotone ‘I fell.’
Though, when she decided to leave the room, she heard the portrait swing open and she didn’t want to move under the scrutiny of someone seeing her.















