Normally these early morning classes drove Cinna nuts. It wasn't the having to get up so early part. It was the I'm on the seventh floor abs I'm supposed to make it down to the great hall eat breakfast before this early morning class? There was not enough hours in the day.

But surprisingly this morning she had gotten up in time to go for a run, eat breakfast, and go up the the owlery to send off some letters. She did this all before it was time to head down to class. Amazing! She wasn't even tired. She was awfully wide eyed and brushy tailed this morning. If she had been heading to Moxleys lesson this morning instead she could have stuck the super big smiley face to her clothes.

Instead she was heading to defense against the dark arts. Heading on into the classroom she noticed no desk. No desk? Hmmmm sitting in the floor. So these other slackers couldn't fall asleep, right? Great idea Dakest. Slackers shouldn't have the chance to slack.

Anyway... The seventh year nodded and smiled at the professor as she passed, "Good morning, Professor Dakest." Hmmmm. Half of him was missing. She actually wasn't sure how to react to this. If she wasn't as awake as she was she probably would have thought she was seeing things.

Then she went over to the chalk boards took one off of the peg and I piece of chalk and found a seat.... Or a spot in the floor next to no one she was at a perfect spot next to no one. She was completely happy with this for now.