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HaRoHeGiNeLu 
Coming down from his dorm after changing after Quidditch practice, Aidan ruffled his still wet hair. He was debating going to find a Cat to feed him or go to the Great Hall instead. Just in case he decided on the former, he twirled his Official Taste Tester badge between his fingers.
For now, he was gonna try and get his hair to dry by the fire. As he walked over, he saw Charlie collapsed on the couch. "You look like you just came from practice, too," he smirked at her. Of course, she hadn't, so what had she been up to?
Another yawn, and the thought of closing her eyes was becoming much more appealing to Charlie. The fire was nice and warm and she was officially very tired and...
Her legs curled up beneath her, the fourth years eyes flicked open at the sound of a voice. She had just been blinking? After all, it wasn't her fault the fire was so warm and stuff.
"Practice? I wish," she said with a little grin, patting the seat next to her.
"Practice sounds a lot more fun than homework."
Although, having never actually played Quidditch before, she might be the very opposite of Aidan: aka, she would probably be super useless and therefore hate it.
"Not drying your hair?" Do you
want to catch a cold?