Mmm. Breakfast. Ellie hardly got any sleep last night. Though it was her fault, she'd stayed up way past one in the morning, sitting in front of the fire in the Common Room doing her homework. At four, she realized she'd fallen asleep on the floor and stumbled her way up the stairs to her bed.

And now here she was. She plopped down at the table and stuffed a biscuit in her mouth. No butter. No jam. Just biscuit. She covered her mouth and yawned. Yeah, she was polite. Taking a sip of pumpkin juice, she looked around. Not many people...

Yaawwnn....