"Oh, Adrian is good people, don't get me wrong," Pandora assured him, touchiing his arm and nodding. "And it's not the area, per se. But even if it was an ancestor who was an inventor, or a third cousin twice removed, strange things can pop up on old estates." Her face lit with a sudden impish grin as a memory grabbed her. "You wouldn't believe half the stuff we stumbled on as children at home. I'm surprised we didn't meet untimely ends." The mischief belied her words - she had had a pretty good childhood, to be honest. "I swear that one suit of armor triedto behead me for a whole year that time."
"I would recommend no smaller than the dormitories at school," she said after a moment of thought. "They probably have some study or another at Hogwarts or elsewhere on how small to go. I know I always prized my space at school." And the people she allowed in her space, especially now, even with it bigger, was rare as well. "A certain degree of privacy is always treasured, more so, I'd guess, by orphaned children. Or maybe that's simply me." She shruggedslightly. "I hated the dormitories my first year, but I've grown accustomed to less space since then."
"And some of the space will be for rudimentary schooling and such, I'm certain, yes?"