Snippet #1855858

Bobbi. 7th Year Gryffindor. Breakfast.

Bobbi's woken by something waxy and damp landing on her face. "Ugh..." she makes to brush it off, but it's just Kirby, one of the other girl's toads. She drags herself out of bed and puts Kirby back under his owner's bed. She contemplates going back to sleep, but it's already light out and everyone else will be awake too, in a half-hour or so.

Predictably, she'd packed her books at the very bottom of her trunk, so she has to empty the whole thing to get to them; while she's hunting in the chest, a golden snitch which had been trapped, wrapped in a pair of fuzzy socks, escapes from her trunk and flies away before she can make a grab for it. She swears under her breath, but decides to leave it be, for now. She'll catch it after classes, and put it away more securely this time.

Evelyn is already sitting at the Gryffindor table when Bobbi arrives, and she takes the seat beside her friend, "Morning, Evie." she greets, "I'd almost forgotten what 6am looked like, over summer."