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[avis_abernathy]

Week Name / Date / Time : 'Countdown to Darkness' / Tuesday, October 25 / 1:30 PM
Location : Gryffindor Common Room
Open to : Anyone Gryffindor (Surprise me, eh?)
Currently Involving : Avis

A quiet breathing noise came out from under a Herbology book on top of a sleeping girl's face. She was absolutely passed out on one of the soft sofas of the

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[trefor]

Trefor was coming from lunch pondering how he wanted to spend his free time. It was a battle between getting a jump his Muggle Studies homework or grabbing his stetch book and doing some fun work. He was weighing the options when he came across Avis asleep on the couch.

It was too good an opportunity to pass up. Dropping his bag he pulled out his sketchbook and flipped it open to an empty page. Planting himself on the arm of a chair he started sketching Avis laying with the book on her face. Grinning he worked quickly hoping she didn't wake up anytime soon.

[avis_abernathy]

Avis made a groaning noise and moved her legs, only to say something along the lines of "Shut up, prat" and be still once again.

Sleeping and dreaming made up a large part of her day, actually. At least one hour each day she made it a point to take a nap, and then perhaps another hour or so was lying around staring at the ceiling, thinking and trying to make herself go to sleep. She saw no point in doing her homework, unless it was for Defense Against The Dark Arts. But that had a bit to do with the teacher being the most "wicked hot" man she probably ever saw, and she cared not to speak about it or else she would drool in front of her victim.

She began to dream that a certain lead singer of a muggle rock band was leaning over her face singing about a darkened matinee and slackening ties and had a very nice deep voice, Avis thought, when. . .she blinked her eyes awake.

She was face to face with a section on gurdyroot suddenly, and not the lead singer, when she yawned and thought she heard an odd scratching noise.

[trefor]

Trefor grinned as Avis shifted and made random noises. He wondered what she was dreaming about. Knowing Avis it could be anything. He started drawing quickly in fear that she would wake up any moment. He was almost done when she woke up.

"Morning sleepy head. Any chance of you not moving so I can finish my work?" He asked. He finished drawing the book over her head and added a thought bubble with a picture of Avis giving Snape big heart eyes. He signed it and turned the book around to show her.

"What do you think? I think it's my best work yet. Very accurate." He knew the storm was coming, but he couldn't help himself.

[avis_abernathy]

She sat up when she heard some boy's voice. Immediately she thought "I'M STILL IN MY DREAM AND THIS IS NICK MCCARTHY!" but when the Herbology book fell to the floor and shocked her to awake-state, she blinked and saw Trefor holding a book open to her.

She groaned, still half-asleep, "Go bother someone else, man. Not cool. Not cool," and rubbed her eyes. She swung her legs in front of her and adjusted her wrinkled clothes. 'How embarrassing,' she thought, 'though not as embarrassing as that lifeguarding fiasco.'

She stopped yawning and scratching her head when her eyes suddenly focused on the picture.
She gave a scoff and sarcastically said, "JUST who I was DREAMING about! Wow have you got a GIFT."