A yurt full of strangers Excellence B

The room was orange. That was all that I noticed, before I went to the nearest bed, and sat on it, and face planted into the mattress.
After a few seconds, I regained my composure, and sat back up, and pulled out my notebook. I turned to a fresh new page and wrote down:

My observations so far:
1. The room is bright orange.
2. I NEVER want to travel by Portkey again.
3. I will have to travel by Portkey again to get back to Hogwarts.

I sighed. It was so unfair that all of the kids from magical families were used to travelling by the weird magical thing. I, personally, felt sick. I reached into my bag, and pulled out a small mirror, and looked at myself in it. I looked so pale. Then, something out the corner of my eye caught my attention.
I stood up, ignoring my shaky legs, and went over to the middle of the tent. There was a tiny gym.
I sat back down on the edge of my bed, and added to my list:

4. There is a gym in my room

Wondering what else I could add, I thought back on the process of signing up for the trip. Lots of people had signed up for a room with their friends, but I hadn’t. And, when the list came out of who I was sharing a room with, I didn’t recognise any of the names. That led me onto point number 5.

5. I am in a yurt full of strangers.