Ugh.

This particular sixth year Gryffindor had fallen asleep on the train. Which explained why she was still in her train clothes instead of her uniform. Which also meant that she stuck out like a sore thumb. A more self-conscious person would've tried to hide under the table. But Heather owned her mistake and took a seat at the table as if nothing whatsoever was wrong.

Could they get to the speech and feast already? She was hungry and didn't feel like making small talk right now.