How are things at Hogwarts?
Our story starts in Bernie's house. Not too many people are even aware of her real identity. That she used to be known as The Fat Lady, the portrait. Until a lovestruck student relocated her, she guarded Gryffindor Tower.
Bernie asked, "How's Hogwarts without me then, Ern?"
Ernie shrugged. "Alright, not nearly as fun though."
Bernie smiled. "I bet that the Gryffindors are all still wondering where I moved to then?"
Ernie smirked. "Yeah, they're all fairly clueless about that. Until recently, that knight, Sir Cadogan or whatever his name is guarded the entrance you used to."
Bernie laughed. "Sir Cadogan is a fool!"
Ernie nodded. "Everyone else agreed, hence why a new portrait guards it now. A lady called Violet, I believe."
Bernie beamed, "Ah, my dear old friend Vi... She will guard it well."