Avalon was so busy rifling through a stack of notes that she didn't realize the absolute destruction right in front of her. She had fallen asleep while studying the previous night and awakened to a mess of textbooks and parchment, with only a few minutes to spare before Charms. Scrambling to get to class on time, the Ravenclaw was organizing her papers as she walked. Until she walked straight into an overturned chair, stubbing her toe in the process. "OW!"

Mouth agape, she looked around the room, perplexed. "What in Merlin happened here?" Avalon wondered aloud, immediately stuffing her notes into her bag. Professor Fuller-Thompson on the floor, tables turned upside-down, objects scattered everywhere. It was a strange sight this early in the morning. Avalon bent down to pick up the chair that she had run into. Were they supposed to clean things up, or was this all part of some crazy cleaning charm lesson the professor had planned?