 Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
It was late.
It was late, Caitlin was tired, but she couldn't sleep. So why not head down to the Great Hall for a late-night snack and cup of cocoa. The nice thing about this time of night, was that most of the school was empty.
She sauntered over to the Hufflepuff Table and sat down, rather defeatedly, resting her elbow on the table, and her chin in her hand. After a moment passed, she drew out her wand and with a quick swish and flick, a mug of cocoa appeared before her; along with a warm chocolate chip muffin.
Granted the sugar might keep her from sleeping tonight, but she didn't really feel like sleeping at this point in time. |