As stated, McGonagall came early to collect me. We say absolutely nothing to each other. She grasped my arm and like that I was in a cozy space. I spun around to find mismatched furniture. Trying to combine the cools of the Slytherin common room with the warmth of Gryffindor didn’t... really work. I scrunched my face up and looked and the walls, covered in portraits of no one I knew, thankfully. Not even the founders. A huge fireplace sat on the right wall. The fire was nice, comforting. Odd armchairs were sat in a semi circle by the fire with three small tables. More furniture than either of us needed if Granger really wasn’t associating with anybody. I couldn’t imagine having any friends around to invite in. To the left of the cozy lounge space were three doors, the one on the left side of the wall sported a D in the center, the middle door blank, and the door to the right of the wall had an H. Subtle.