She walked down the corridor passing painting after painting of previous famous Witches and Wizards. She really shouldn't have been out so late but she couldn't sleep and there were still a couple of people cluttering up the common room. Why they stayed up this late she didn't know but those were the kids in Ravenclaw, always working. She found herself wandering down unfamiliar territory and started to turn back when she heard voices. Thinking it was the caretaker or a teacher she ducked into the shadows. Her dark clothing hid her well as she listened to the people coming down the hall.
"You can't do that James" Said a slightly ragged boy in the same year as me.
"Why not? What's so wrong about it?" Said his companion also, she noticed, a first year.
"Following people, nosing in other people's business" Replied the first.
A new voice "We're friend's right? Remus just tell us what you're up to and we won't have to nose."
"I can't do that Sirius I'm sorry but some things are best kept to yourself just don't worry about me ok."
At this point they disappeared around the corner and their voices became indistinguishable. Rimma looked around making sure that nobody else was coming and continued on her way thinking about the conversation those boys were having and the boys that were involved. It was largely known that James Potter and Sirius Black were trouble makers and it was only the second week of school. She wasn't quite sure about the other one, Remus Lupin. Most girls thought he wasn't much to look at, they fancied James and Sirius. Also, she thought, there was another one now that one was unanimous he was not a looker, Peter Pettigrew, he somehow made friends with James and Sirius, wormed his way into their circle like a rat.
She had made her way back to the common room and found it empty at last. She sat by the stone statue of Rowena Ravenclaw and fell asleep.