The table was covered in parchment and textbooks. Multiple coloured pens for highlighting sentences were scattered around the table and an ink bottle stood dangerously close to the table's edge. Threatening to fall to the ground.

It was around 6 a.m., quite early in the morning. He had gone to bed but by 4 a.m., he had been tossing and turning in his bed, unable to sleep and had decided to do some extra studying for his OWL exams in the common room instead.

He had no idea when he had fallen asleep at the table with his face on top of a sheet of parchment still wet with ink and mumbled something about his cat in his sleep.