Week Name/Date/Time: A Moments Peace / Thursday, 6 October, 2005/ 1:30 AM
Location: Gryffindor, sixth year, boys dorm
Open To: Bran Rhys
Currently Involving: Soren Sigurd
Midnight came by without much noise, aside from the twelve chimes from the grandfather clock downstairs. Soren had a keen ear so even with the closed doors and it being downstairs in the Common Room, he could still hear it. He could hear snores from the other two boys in the room. It might have been a good idea at this point to simply pull his curtains close, however, having the curtains closed exactly around the perimeter of his bed made him feel, well, claustrophobic.
He was still wide-awake. Normally he would have gotten out of bed at this point, and perhaps wandered all the way downstairs, but at this hour, it was possible that some Astronomy class could still be going on. Soren didn’t want to bump into a group of students coming up.
So, he waited. He waited until it was one-thirty in the morning before deciding that he couldn’t stay in bed any longer. He wanted to do something! He turned over to his side where his friend slept towards his right and whispered sharply. “Psst! Bran!” Only a couple of snores replied him. Bull.
There was only one other thing to do in a situation like this; he grabbed his pillow from underneath his head and lobbed it over towards Bran’s bed, or more specifically, his head.