Where: near the portrait of Baranabas the Barmy
Who: Fabian and Andromeda
Fabian strolled down the corridor, trying to look casual. He idly leaned against a wall. He wasn't nervous about dinner but about the possibility that someone else was in the Room of Requirement or someone would come along and wonder or... The list of things that could go wrong before dinner even started was endless. He produced a very thin volume of poetry from his pocket and proceeded to read it anxiously.