Free period meant that the Gryffindor had found a relatively quiet place to sit and read. She had two essays due tomorrow and was only part through the one. Ugh. She would totally get it all completed for sure, but she didn't like working on such a tight deadline. And the reading was clearly not for pleasure, instead she was currently nose deep in her bistro textbook.

Double ugh.

So deep was her concentration on the matter at hand that the moving of the staircase didn't even bother her. She had grown used to the shifting and learnt to center her gravity or something so she only got jostled just a little. Heh.