Fawn hadn't been expecting to go to the room of requirements. That's usually a make out spot from what she knew. The thought immediately drew her back to that afternoon in Hogsmede.
So lost in that memory, she didn't even notice what the room first revealed, otherwise she might have smiled and touched his hand, instead she only focused when he opened the door to the large couch that was much like the one back home.
Fawn sat down, smoothing out the skirt of her sundress and smiled nervously. "So what do you wanna talk about?"