For some reason, Gwen found herself walking along the first floor corridor. Wonder why she didn’t really like this place. The fourth year looked at a few portraits, and then immediately remembered why she didn’t feel particularly well hanging around that place. She got lost once in her first year here and it was hard enough to find her way back to the Common Room. Even though she found it really stupid when first years asked her in which direction they should go to find the library, or any other place at Hogwarts, Gwen had to admit that the castle seemed much more bigger three years ago. Perhaps it was only because she was so small back then. Or because the whole castle was something new for her? With lots of unfamiliar places?

Gwendolyn made her way back to the Common Room, but stopped as she passed by a portrait which she could remember very well from the time she got lost here. ‘Are you lost, little miss?’, she could recall the exact words of the man in the portrait. Some help would have been nice, the Ravenclaw thought, but it was sort of her fault that she was so stubborn, she couldn’t admit she was lost and ask for help. And even more than that- she couldn’t admit that she had failed to find her way to the Common Room. Something that was supposed to be easy. As she stood there looking at the portrait, Gwendolyn had sort of expected to hear him ask her the same line again, or at least remind her of the time she last spoke to the man in the frame. Instead, the wizard only gave a small smug as she walked closer to it. Hmph. Gwen moved on, eyeing the portraits as she was passing by them.