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-Bambi- 
Kel was extremely tired. Yawning, he walked into the common room, slightly annoyed with the Voice that asked the riddle. He couldn't help it that he wasn't able to think clearly when he was tired; but he was a Ravenclaw, and he needed to get to his dorm to sleep. Meh. Why couldn't Ravvies have a password, like Gryffies?
Yawning again, he headed for the Boy's dormitory. But the fireplace distracted him, and he headed over that way. He walked around one of the armchairs, planning to sink into it, when he realized it was already occupied. By someone small.
"Oh, hey!" he said quickly, surprised, not noticing anything enough to care if he was disturbing her from something important. When he finally did notice her expression, he saw that she looked very focused. On what, though, he didn't know. "Uh, whatcha up to?" Now, normally, he wouldn't be so bold and annoying. But he was tired, and his manners weren't exactly at the front of his mind.
Ooof!
Liz felt something sit on her. She let out a sharp breath and tried to catch it. Gasping, she looked up at the boy that had gotten up off her. He looked older than her, and tired. And unapologetic.
She made a big show out of being hurt, although she wasn't, seeing as he did not apologize.
Liz sat up and said,
"Uh, hi," sarcastically before going back to her poem, which had been going great before she had been used as a seat.
She looked up, annoyed, as the boy spoke to her rudely.
"I was just writing a very nice poem in my mind before you SAT on me," she retorted, standing up. Liz realized how much older he was than her, probably in his sixth or seventh year, and took a few steps back. Older people were not fun to argue with, in her opinion.