Melanie was lying down on the long black leather couch of the Slytherin Common Room, staring into the flames directly ahead of her. It was after hours, and everyone was supposed to be asleep in their dormitories. Only Melanie wasn't. She had gotten into a fight with her friends in the same dormitories over guys they liked, and now, being the drama queen she was, she had decided not to sleep in the same dorms as them. Just to make them feel guilty about what they had done. And therefore she had decided to just spend the night at the common room. No one was here after all, so she would just sleep for some time before getting up early and making up with her friends, and hearing them apologize, it was all planned out.
Still, right now she just didn't feel sleepy, she felt bored. A muggle book lay next to her, Romeo and Juliet, one of her favorite love stories, but she didn't feel like reading it again right now. The common room was quiet, a little too quiet. It unsettled Melanie. The quiet always made her hear stuff and make her overreact to little noises. It also made her quite bored, as there was no one in sight, there was nothing to do. She liked talking and chatting with other girls, or flirting with other boys. But for now, there was no one there to talk to.
Looking down at herself, Melanie admired her own nightgown. It was silky satin, expensive and also very short, revealing all her legs. Looking at her own appearance, Melanie smiled slightly, enjoying how gorgeous she looked. Sighing, she conjured a pillow using her wand, and a blanket. She then lay back on the couch and closed her eyes.