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The first week of classes weren't even over yet and Noreen was already bored out of her wits at night. Having actually done her work for the night, she sat in an arm chair in the common room. A strand of dark hair was twisted around her index finger as she leaned on her elbow and sighed. Oulling her finger out from the curl she watched as the strand loosened into a ringlet. Figuring that Regulus was probably busy with something or another, Noreen didn't bother go looking for him. As she began to wrapped the strand once more around her finger she heard the door to the common room open. Not even caring to look, she just watched her hair as it repeated the same actions as before.