Nyarti stepped inside the Gryffindor common room for the first time and spun on the spot a few times, taking it all in. She stared for ages, marvelling at all the intricate detail, the enormous fireplace, the cleanliness of it all, and just the shock that she would be going to school in such an amazing place. A little voice in the back of her head told her that staring is usually taken as impolite, but she shook it away, telling it to shut up and tell her again tomorrow. She was too busy staring to listen.
