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Just another lazy Sunday morning.
Sammi leaned backwards a little in the chair. It was a very comfy chair and she rather liked it. No doubt most of the students were recovering after the ball last night, which Sammi did not attend, and would not be awake for a while.
Sammi stretched her arms out, yawning widely. One more day of freedom until the lessons started again. One more day of forgetting her Charms homework and enjoying life in a relaxed way. Sunday mornings were always fun like that.
She yawned again, a little less this time. Maybe it was time she got some light into the room, the curtains at the windows were still a little drawn. It would certainly wake her up a little more. Or maybe she should go to breakfast and have a drink. She sat up a little, deciding that the second option sounded more fun, and curled her toes up inside her trainers. She delved into her jeans pocket and found a hair elastic. Holding that open expertly in one hand she roughly gathered up her dark hair into the other and tied it carefully with the elastic.
And now, breakfast.
She stood and started to walk to the door of the common room, giving the door a little "sunday morning" smile.
Sammi leaned backwards a little in the chair. It was a very comfy chair and she rather liked it. No doubt most of the students were recovering after the ball last night, which Sammi did not attend, and would not be awake for a while.
Sammi stretched her arms out, yawning widely. One more day of freedom until the lessons started again. One more day of forgetting her Charms homework and enjoying life in a relaxed way. Sunday mornings were always fun like that.
She yawned again, a little less this time. Maybe it was time she got some light into the room, the curtains at the windows were still a little drawn. It would certainly wake her up a little more. Or maybe she should go to breakfast and have a drink. She sat up a little, deciding that the second option sounded more fun, and curled her toes up inside her trainers. She delved into her jeans pocket and found a hair elastic. Holding that open expertly in one hand she roughly gathered up her dark hair into the other and tied it carefully with the elastic.
And now, breakfast.
She stood and started to walk to the door of the common room, giving the door a little "sunday morning" smile.