Waverly Canterbury
May 06, 2012 11:24 PM
*snore* by Waverly Canterbury
Waverly was dead tired. She wasn't exactly sure why she was feeling this right now, but her term so far had been pretty busy. She had the baking club going on now once every two weeks and so all of her clothes were starting to smell like baked goods, she had tons of homework as a second-year, more than the last anyway, and the excitement she'd felt coming in as a muggle-born who had no idea about magic was starting to wear off. Still, it was nice to be in this magical community. She just wished she had time to sleep!Unfortunately, now was not the time to sleep. She had an essay for Charms to do. It had to be long, which she abhorred, but she had no choice. School was school. She just wished it was like elementary school where they had easy homework and didn't have to write real essays. She sat down at her usual table in the beloved library and pulled out a blank piece of parchment. She had first started working in the common room, but it had been getting kind of noisy, which she wanted to avoid. Being around her housemates got her excited and talkative, two things which did not go well with homework. Essays, specifically. So the library it was.
Waverly pulled out a pen, sad that she'd had to throw away one of her favorites just a couple days ago. It had been purple and wrote really nicely, and now it was gone. She had to use a regular black one now. She didn't understand why wizards and witches liked to use real ink. Sure it was fun using a quill, and she had one, but it got tiring after awhile having to dip it into the ink all the time and hope it didn't drip or stain the page in some way. She liked pens way better.
There were a few words on the parchment and she began to add more information to it. She opened a book to look up properties on a spell they'd just learned and she could feel her weariness begin to seep in. Her eyelids were heavy, her head was bobbing. "No," she said to herself, widening her vibrant green eyes. "I have to stay awake. Too much to do." She took a deep breath and shook her head, her loose brown hair getting into her face. She put the book down, having found what she wanted, and began to write again. She continued to write, and then put her head on her arm because her head felt so heavy. Writing sideways like this wasn't very productive, and she was somewhat aware that her hand wasn't writing anything legible anymore. She was trying to write words, but even her hand felt heavy now. It was hard to keep it moving.
Her eyelids were feeling heavier than ever. 'I'll just close my eyes for a sec,' she thought to herself. 'It's just eye-resting.' She did so, feeling warm and blissful suddenly, as if she had submerged herself into a cloud. Scenes began to dance around in her eyes and she felt light. She was unaware of the things going on around her, dozing without realizing it. It was with a sudden smack on her table that sounded much louder in her dozing state than in reality, that jolted her awake. She jumped out of her position, gasping in surprise.
"I wasn't sleeping!" she said somewhat loudly, blinking rapidly and looking down at her parchment, pretending she'd been doing that the whole time. Obviously she knew her companion wasn't going to believe her, but she didn't care. In attempting to pick up her pen quickly, she'd swiped it off the table at her companion's feet. "Whoa, sorry. Can you get that for me?" she asked, smiling apologetically.
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