Finn descended to the dungeons. He didn't really have anywhere in particular to go, he was just looking for someone to talk to. He sat down, trying to avoid as much mildew as he could. He took a flask out of his pocket and had a nip.

A small smile touched Julia's lips as she enterd the cool darkness of the dungeons. They had always relaxed her, even when she was eleven. Very few came down here, and though they were usually Slytherins, Julia had almost always been able to avoid them in the dark maze that made up the dungeons.

Surprisingly she found someone else, an older boy and a Slytherin. It wasn't that she had anything agaisnt the house personally, it was just that many of them didn't like muggles. Julia was muggleborn and not afraid to hide it. She tilted her head slightly to the left when she reached him, allowing her nearly black curls to cascade over one shoulder, as her ice blue eyes assessed him.

"What are you doing down here?" she asked with a questioning arch to her eyebrow.