Marsha was up to date with her homework. And her training. And her Judo practise.

It was a miracle.

For the first time since they had come back to school she seemed to have figured out the timings and schedule she needed to follow to be up to date, still have time for Vince, best friends and to have some time to just do unscheduled, unplanned nothing.

Right now, was that time.

She was curled up in an arm chair in front of the roaring fire, idly pleating and unpleating and repleating her hair as she relaxed happily. She would likely get bored soon and go and find something to do or someone to bother… but for now she was enjoying being surrounded by the hubbub of the Gryffindor common room and her house mates.