 catching up slightly Fluttery Pegasi
Dizzy positioned herself half way between Beth and Hanna, a scowl deeply set on her still half asleep face. She was not happy, and as such wasn't really in the mood to greet anyone, be it her own niece, a friend or any member of staff.
Neither was her outfit this early morning all that conducive to running, it just was, frankly, the closest thing she had that was. And that, in her mind, was on the headmaster. If you were going to require running clothes, than really, you should have added that to school supply list, should you not.
Dizzy was really still too asleep, and otherwise in no mood to listen, and as a result, missed all of Professor Scrimgeour's little morning speech. All she truly caught was a vague recollection of 5 laps, and the very definitive "begin."
Grumbling to herself so low and quiet it was practically a growl, Dizzy started her laps in something that was somewhere between a walk and a jog.
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