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As Melina made her way to the common room. She looked around the castle, in awe. There were 142 grand moving staircases around the castle. A few of the first year students, gasped upon the stairs moving. The walls of the castle, were covered in plagues...and paintings. Not your ordinary paintings. But moving paintings of famous witches and wizards over the centuries. A few of them, noticed Melina. Looking at her in curiosity. They hadn't seen her before. She caused a bit of an interest, among them.

She smiled a little nervously, at them. She wasn't used to so many paintings staring at her.

The stair cases, were soon flooded with students. All making their way towards their common room's. As the Ravenclaw's finally came to the fifth floor. They made their way up the long spiral staircase, till they came to a door, that was located as the entrance to their common room. Melina looked at the door in front of her...there was no keyhole, no door handle...the first year students mumbled how odd it was.

"How do we get inside?" One of the first years frowned, confused.

Melina had her lips pursed. [i]Riddles[/i]...she remembered, one of the Hogwarts Common Room's...was entered via riddles. Walking over towards the door, she lightly took the eagle shaped knocker...and knocked on the wooden door.

"Ah...new students." The eagle knocker breathed out, as if it came to life. "If you shall wish to enter. Tell me, what is the translation of Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus?"

Murmurs broke out between, the first year students. They recognized the quote...well some of them did. It was the School's Motto...but none of them really knew Latin. So they were stuck. Melina seemed to be the only one, who looked deep in thought. She had an interest in Latin...so she was translating it inside of her head.

"Never tickle a sleeping dragon." The door swung open, at her words...letting the first years and Melina inside of the common room. The room was beautiful, she could see the Blue and Golden decorations. The blue, made her feel at home. Everyone was looking around, what would be their new hang out. There was a fire crackling, by the sitting area.

As Melina took everything in. She noticed a young male...around her age staring out of the window. He didn't look too upbeat. She wasn't sure, if he was alright...was he missing someone? Walking over, she cleared her throat slightly. Not wanting to make him jump. "Why so sad?" she asked, her foreign accent was visible. But her voice laced with concern.