Malfoid takes you by the wrist on the landing and does not say where, and does not need to.

Her room has a frame in it. She checks. It is face-down. Then she stops caring about anything else.

MalfoidI am going to be loud on purpose. Do not you dare be quiet.

She is rough and fast and keeps one hand over your mouth like she is still afraid of the walls.

PortraitThere is a second frame, behind the dressing mirror. My father was thorough. Do continue.