Charlene was on her way up to the Gryffindor common room, whistling happily. She had just finished a hearty meal and she was beyond full, although she knew she'd be hungry again before long. She stepped onto one of the many moving staircases just as it was swinging left. She was beginning to get the hang of these things, but honestly, one day they would definitely cause her trouble. The staircase shuddered to a stop and Charlene stepped onto the platform. As she turned to climb the next set of stairs, she caught sight of a boy her age. He looked extremely lost. Figuring that he might just need some help, she took her foot off the bottom step and went over.
"Hi, I'm Charlene. Charlene Jung. Do you need help or something? You look sorta lost." She gave him an encouraging smile.