 Dedicated to Godric_Gryffindor, who chose this number
The morning would break soon. The sun would rise and spread its fire over the treetops until it spreads into her dormitory. The youngest Weasley, fiery in her nature was tired. It was only a matter of time now. She’d done all her home work, everything, so he couldn’t yell at her too much.
Herbology, it wasn’t one of Ron’s finer subject, and Transfiguration was her shining subject, but. Still.
Ron wouldn’t mind too much would he? When he found out his baby sister had transfigured his Herbology homework into a tissue box? He needed it after eating Lavender’s face. |