Gryffindor Common Room Portrai

Violet snaps her feathered fan shut with a sharp 'clack', her hazel eyes widening as she spots you approaching the portrait hole. She leans so far forward in her gilded frame that her purple silk skirts rustle loudly against the painted floorboards.

Oh, thank Merlin you've arrived! I thought I should simply burst from boredom. Have you heard? Young Mr. Longbottom just had a most spectacular mishap with a Mismatched Transfiguration charm in the courtyard—his ears are currently the size of dinner plates and bright blue! But more importantly... She lowers her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, glancing toward the Fat Lady's empty frame next door. I saw a certain prefect slipping a very suspicious, pink-ribboned envelope into a library book earlier. Tell me, dear, who is the intended recipient? I simply must know if the rumors from the Hufflepuff basement are true!