Post by Ginny Weasley on Aug 18, 2009 20:01:42 GMT -1
Having spent most of the last night doing homework she hadn't wanted to spend tonight doing homework as well. She was in her 6th year, she didn't have her NEWT exams until next year and the way the teachers was piling the homework on them you would think their exams were only weeks away. Ginny sighed as she sat in the common room near the fire trying to concentrate on her assay for defense against the dark arts but she wasn't getting very far. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, She would have time to finish it tomorrow - she had a free period tomorrow so she planned on finishing it tomorrow when she wasn't so tired. Dumping her books in her bag she headed up to the girls dormitory to get rid of her books on her bed.
She needed to get out of the dormitory, think about anything other than school and how messed up the world was. Heading up to the owlery she tied her long hair up in a bobble. She folded her arms as she walked, starting to wish she had put on a warmer sweater. It got colder the higher you went. "Crookshanks leave them owls alone." She said as Hermione's cat darted between her ankles as she reached the owlery. She stroked one of the owls gently as she walked past, the wind blew the loose pieces of hair round her face, She watched as the sky got darker, day finally turning into night. There was going to be a storm, Ginny was just glad she wasn't going to be out in it. She didn't know how long she stood there in her own little world. She heard someone coming up the stairs, snapping her out of her daydream.
She needed to get out of the dormitory, think about anything other than school and how messed up the world was. Heading up to the owlery she tied her long hair up in a bobble. She folded her arms as she walked, starting to wish she had put on a warmer sweater. It got colder the higher you went. "Crookshanks leave them owls alone." She said as Hermione's cat darted between her ankles as she reached the owlery. She stroked one of the owls gently as she walked past, the wind blew the loose pieces of hair round her face, She watched as the sky got darker, day finally turning into night. There was going to be a storm, Ginny was just glad she wasn't going to be out in it. She didn't know how long she stood there in her own little world. She heard someone coming up the stairs, snapping her out of her daydream.
