Post by quof on Aug 3, 2012 13:08:19 GMT
Andromeda awoke with a start. She was shivering, curled up like a cat on one of the comfy chairs in the Slytherin common room. A book was perched on the seat next to her, and her hand was still stuck loosely between the pages.
She yawned and stretched her arms, arching her back and groaning. She must have fallen asleep while studying again. That would make it what? The third time this week? She really shouldn’t make a habit of it, but she just got so absorbed in her studies sometimes, she couldn’t even remember stopping and putting the book down last night. She sighed, and it was also because studying didn’t allow her to think about anything else, and at the moment that was what she needed. She needed to focus, focus on making it through this year and then she would be home for the summer. A very long summer…
She yawned again. It would probably be a good idea for her to head up to her own bed, it was probably too late to get some sleep but she should probably change, and her hair probably looked like a nightmare. She didn’t want to though, and the moment, all she wanted to do was sit in that chair and not feel like she had to do a bloody thing. So that’s what she did, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. Not asleep, but close enough to pass for it.
She yawned and stretched her arms, arching her back and groaning. She must have fallen asleep while studying again. That would make it what? The third time this week? She really shouldn’t make a habit of it, but she just got so absorbed in her studies sometimes, she couldn’t even remember stopping and putting the book down last night. She sighed, and it was also because studying didn’t allow her to think about anything else, and at the moment that was what she needed. She needed to focus, focus on making it through this year and then she would be home for the summer. A very long summer…
She yawned again. It would probably be a good idea for her to head up to her own bed, it was probably too late to get some sleep but she should probably change, and her hair probably looked like a nightmare. She didn’t want to though, and the moment, all she wanted to do was sit in that chair and not feel like she had to do a bloody thing. So that’s what she did, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. Not asleep, but close enough to pass for it.