This couldn't be happening. How could the Professor want to have class at such an ungodly hour the day after she chooses to stay up trying a nail a new spell to help rearrange a certain someone's face?? It was like karma. Something was trying to teach her a lesson for reading, wasn't it? Yup. Lex should have seen this coming...and not gone to bed at 4 am. Really it was a bad practice. Granted she eventually nailed the hex but now her eyes were burning. Who's bloody brilliant idea was it to have morning wake up time at 6?? Was that even legal??? Pfft, like that ever stopped the school before.

Alexa barely managed to grab a bite in the Great Hall--she overslept OKAY?? And no one not even her lovely Captain had bothered to try hauling her out of bed. See the problem here??? Good thing she had her sweets and the right incentive to be here. Violent this subject was violent and she LAIKED it.

Lex found the others through some squinting and zombie movements. Before midday, everything was too much expectation for the Gryffindor. Her summers were lovely you know, because she could sleep til 12, but here. No such luck with that here. The Gryffindor zombied over to her friend who was standing by the Professor and leaned her head against her shoulder before giving a soft yawn. "Hey Cass, g'morning Professor. Up nice and early, aren't we?" Hint hint nudge nudge the girl was SLEEPY!