Pottermore-OC-RP

Year Four The first week in April was warm and only slightly breezy. Desiree awoke that Friday to the sound of angry arguing of her two roommates. This was a relatively normal thing for the now fifteen year old to wake up to. They would argue about the littlest things and it seemed that she felt the need to look out for body parts in case it went to arms. She finally opened her brown eyes at the sound of the door being slammed shut. This was not a good way to start the day. "Can't those two shut up for once," she groaned and rolled over. Pulling her curtains open, she saw Maddison carefully folding her cloaks and placing them into her trunk.