Lori opened the door to the ballroom slowly, peeking her head to see if anyone was there already. Nope. Empty, perfect. She opened the door a little more and slipped inside, closing it behind her. She knew she couldn't be the only one with a fascination for this place. Not just the ballroom, but the whole castle. She could still remember how overwhelmed she was in her first year when she got her first glimpse of the castle reflecting in the lake. It was beautiful. Lori's always had a weak spot for old castles and whatnot. Her third year was pretty much spent exploring the entire castle and she could tell you where everything was. She knew every secret passage, every shortcut. But the ballroom was still her favorite room. It was big, but the tapestries along the walls and the fireplace in the center of the largest wall were just breathtaking. Lori smiled to herself and ran her hand along the molding, following its path a little way along the wall. There was also the piano. She could play well, but not amazing and she did mess up every once in a while. It was so hard for her to play in front of people. But, no one was here. Lori took a seat on the bench and put her fingers on the keys, playing instinctively.

Lori smiled, she knew that voice anywhere. She turned in her seat to see Mikey. "Warn me next time," She said, taking her fingers off the keys. "How long have you been in here?" Lori asked curiously. It was weird, she hadn't seen Mikey in a while and now here he was, popping up behind her in the middle of the ballroom. Interesting. She really missed talking to him, they had so much fun together. Lori couldn't stand the girls in her dorm, you'd think Ravenclaws would be nice but they were just preppier than all the others. They were less snobby than the Slytherin girls, but still. Preps. Which is why Lori has a lot of guy friends, and also why her girl friends are in Slytherin.

"Why thank you. I used to take lessons, but I usually don't play in front of people," She said with a shrug. Looking at the keys brought back so many memories for her, good and bad. She remembered a recital from when she was six, she'd been practicing for months for that recital and just totally blew it on stage. Lori looked out at the audience, saw her parents and her little sister, and then looked out at everyone else. There wasn't really a lot of people there, looking back on it. It was just the parents of other kids playing that night, but it had apparently been too much for little Lori. She burst into tears and ran off the stage. She couldn't remember anything after that. She'd always been talented, ever since she'd first started. She never wanted to mess up though and had the worst case of stagefright she knew. Now, you would never believe it, but people change. She's matured, but she'll still avoid playing in front of crowds. It's kind of ironic that a girl with pink hair and insane fashion sense would care so much what people think about her playing piano. It's different though, showing off talent is much different than just dying your hair. That she knew.