Dozing off ((Seamus))

[piper]

Piper wasn’t sure what time it was- twelve? Half eleven? One? She glanced momentarily at her watch- a bright orange Mickey Mouse collector’s watch, which Piper didn’t know why she had. It was a glow-in-the-dark antique and even in the dark of the Student Lounge Piper could still see the shining face and bright red outfit. The watch had been a present for her on her seventh birthday- even though she disliked most Disney movies and despised Mickey Mouse videos; she liked the watch a little and for some reason hadn’t ever changed it. 2:06 Piper read, a little startled. She must have dosed off a little back there- the Gryffie had come in at around eleven to read up on History of Magic subjects, but clearly she had been too tired. What to do now? She sighed softly. It was Saturday morning. Everyone was asleep apart from Piper- the Student Lounge was completely empty. She glanced around, as if to confirm.

What could she do? Even though she had obviously been tired before she now felt awake and alert. At home, if she felt like this, she would go riding. But obviously she couldn’t do that in Hogwarts. The only thing close to riding which was available at the castle was Quidditch but Piper thought it best to maybe not go flying at 2:06 am. Actually it was now 2:07, Piper corrected herself mentally. And if she went flying she’d have to get her broom which would take about five minutes- then change, then go outside…. She stopped her thoughts with another sigh and became suddenly alert to another presence in the Student Lounge.

Piper hated eavesdropping. It was boring- staying still for such a long time. It wasn’t very nice either. Piper had a big belief for privacy- she used to hate her own mother helping her change even at the ages of four and five. Whenever she rode, she liked to do it in privacy. Unless of course it was a competition- then people would obviously have to watch her. But at home Piper often rode her horses in private and didn’t like others to watch her. It made her uncomfortable, eyes staring. When she rode in competitions she often glanced up to look for her next jump and was nerved by the amount of eyes staring. Blue-green-brown- all staring at her intently. When she glanced into those eyes she started suddenly, and then sighed. Even if she was amazingly, terribly bored she still preferred to be alone in the Student Lounge.

She recognised the boy slightly- he was in Harry Potter's year and house. Scottish wasn't he? Or irish... one of Piper's friends in the year above Piper thought him handsome- but had been wary to talk to the boy because of his close friendship with Harry Potter. Piper herself didn't care about friends or anything- about who you know who fought you-know-who. And wasn't Harry Potter a good guy? Piper didn't know. Her fourth year friend had long ago collected and read all of those stupid newspapers about Harry and how he was 'dilusional' and slightly deranged. Piper stayed out of that reign on things- Harry seemed like a normal boy from what she new of him (which was his name only) who just happened to run into trouble...a lot. Either way Piper saw this elder boy and sighed. Would she have to introduce herself and go through all that welcoming-junk? She didn't smile as she looked at the boy but didn't send waves of coldness either.

[seamus]

Seamus hurried through the halls of Hogwarts on his way to the student lounge. He wasn't tired at all and thought that a great run through the castle would be entertaining, especially since he was just waiting for a sound from Filch or maybe Peeves. He was craving a little danger after what happened earlier. A smile came to his face as he remembered yesterday afternoon. Dean and him had been chasing each other around on brooms that day. It had been quite liberating until Dean had fallen off his broomstick at least 20 feet in the air. He had landed fine due to Seamus quick thinking and use of a great charm that had softened the earth, but Dean had still ended up with a broken bone. It was all Seamus could do to get him to Madam Pomfrey who was of course distraught at the fact that they had been messing around in such a dangerous way. Dean didn't want to deal with her, but Madam Pomfrey had already forced him into a bed and took out her wand ready to set the bone. Seamus had thought it to be extremely hilarious and laughed heartily at the look on Dean's face who had never broken a bone in his life. It happened with those of muggle decent. Dean had been quite afraid of hurting himself on a broom stick, now he wouldn't have to worry anymore. He had hurt himself good and now he would be lucky if Madam Pomfrey let him out of the hospital wing at all this weekend.

Seamus smiled to himself. He had just sneaked in to see Dean about 20 minutes ago. It had been a good conversation mostly full of laughter which startled a few of the ghosts that floated through the room. They reprimanded Seamus for sneaking out of his dorm at that time of night, but Seamus couldn't help it. He wanted to talk with Dean and right then had been the perfect time. Seamus was running by the student lounge when he heard a sound down the corridor. A huge metal knight had fallen over, probably pushed over by Peeves. A familiar sound of shoes and grumbling could be heard down the corridor. It had to be Filch. Seamus dodged into the student lounge and shut the door behind him. The darkness of the lounge too getting used to for a moment.

Seamus walked through the lounge quickly and took a seat trying to be less conspicuous if Filch should decide to check to see who the culprit was. As he sat there is eyes adjusted to the darkness and he jumped at the sight of a girl. He hadn't noticed her when he walked by. He didn't know if she was awake or not. He jumped again at the sight of movement. "Ssshhh," Seamus whispered as he sat perfectly still. His back was to the door, but he definitely heard the door open, grumbling, and then the door closed again, leaving only the sound of fading footsteps behind. Seamus waited for the sound to fade completely before turning his attention back to the girl. "What are you doing in here so late at night? You could get in trouble if you got caught," Seamus said. He smiled at his own words. Maybe he should take his own advice sometime. He eyed the girl cautiously. She looked somewhat familiar, but he didn't know her, at least, he didn't think he knew her.