Away from the hustle bustle of the corridors

[Joanna Miller]

I skip up and down the seventh floor corridor.
"I need a place away from the hustle bustle of the corridors. I need a place away from the hustle bustle of the corridors. I need a place away from the hustle bustle of the corridors." I mutter under my breath.
The door to the room of requirement appeared and I pushed it open and went into the familiar near empty room I often summoned to just sit in for a while.
To just get away from everything.

[James Potter]

I rush into the room of requirement trying to get away from Sirius who was chasing me with a wet tuna fish. I see someone sitting there and try to say something. All that comes out is, "Sirius. Chasing. Tuna." Then I fall to the ground exhausted.

[Joanna Miller]

"Sirius. Chasing. Tuna." A Gryffindor boy says before collapsing to the floor, out of breath.
I resist the urge to laugh for as long as I can, not long, and then burst out laughing.
"Oh my God...Are you okay?" I snort.