Way. Too. Early. Norah stifled a yawn as she walked through the door. It was far too early for skipping. Or excitement. She wasn't even enjoying the purple-ness of the mats. Sigh. The second year greeted the professor with a quiet "Good morning," and headed towards the nearest mat. She dropped down her bag and flopped onto the ground, pulling her wand, a quill, and parchment out of her bag just in case they needed to take notes. Hopefully they wouldn't 'cause THAT would definitely result in an impromptu nap time. Speaking of naps, that sounded like a good idea.