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A Late Night  Closed 

Matthew hadn't been expecting this. He believed Hogwarts would be a place of fun magic practicing with nearly no work involved. However, here he was, in the study room, up past midnight once again. He had gotten horribly behind on sleep and was unable to get the perfect scores he always strove for because of how tired he was. Being the dutiful Ravenclaw he was, however, he always got his work done in order to keep his marks up along with his house's reputation. Tonight, however, Matthew had more homework than usual. He had to read several chapters in A History of Magic along with writing a book report on potions and Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. That didn't even include practicing his charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts spell. Matthew was getting worn out. With all of his homework to do, along with exams coming up, how was he to get it all done. Thank God for Rupert, a fellow Ravenclaw first year, who had made schedules for everyone in the common room. "Remember to follow these study guides to become successful," he had said. "Without them, you could fall behind and ruin our reputation!" That was exactly Matthew's problem. He had fallen behind just to have a weekend of fun goofing off with his buddies. Now the grind had begun, working well into the morning.
Last edited by Cecily Quinn on 19th December 2018, 9:47 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Matthew P Roderer

A Late Night  Closed 

Henry'd shuffle into the study room, it had just gone midnight and the insomniac yet again couldn't sleep. At least he'd managed three hours tonight, which was better than most nights. Under his left arm was his potions text book. Henry had been mortified when he first recieved a P on his homework and had furiously studied hard before each lesson to ensure he became better at the subject. He really enjoyed it, which was slightly strange for him to consider due to his grades, and it had payed off with an O in his last homework. This had made Henry feel proud of himself and pushed him to keep comitting himself to it. He didn't usually do work at night, sticking to either doodling, counting sheep or reading an ordinary book until he felt somewhat sleepy but he'd tried all that tonight. His last resort was to come get a head start on his potions. The common room was out of the question, a few sixth year Ravenclaws were camping out and had engaged in a game of exploding snap when he'd first gone down. That was no atmosphere to study in.

Therefore, Henry had ventured to the study room, fortunately no professors or prefects had been in the way so he got there without any trouble. When he entered, he'd been shocked in his tracks to see another individual in the room so late, even more so that it was an individual his age. Shaking off his shock, he went and sat down on one of the chairs, nodding to the male on the way to show that he wasn't here to interrupt him

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A Late Night  Closed 

It was around 12:30 in the morning and Matthew was still studying, reading Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them while taking notes on it. He was just starting to nod off when he heard footsteps in the hall. He quickly tried to pack up, but it was too late! Someone was coming! Matthew started panicking, not wanting to lose his house points. He was surprised to see another boy walk into the library. Not only that, but another Ravenclaw. Matthew was puzzled; he had expected nobody else to be out this late, besides perhaps ghosts or teachers. Still being new to Hogwarts with not many friends met yet, Matthew sat back down to finish his notes. Almost done. The other boy also sat down, and opened up a book and begun reading. Matthew wondered if he too had fallen behind, or if he just liked to study extra to stay ahead. He wondered if this new boy was in his year or not, as he had not paid much attention to other classmates yet. Matthew continued to work. At about 1:00, he finally finished, after hours of studying. Sighing, he stood up and walked up to the new boy. "Sup," Matthew said. "What's your name?

Matthew P Roderer

A Late Night  Closed 

Madeleine couldn't sleep. Maybe it was because she was feeling homesick, or perhaps it was because of the drafts blowing through her dorm. Whatever the reason, sleep was evading her. Deciding that a stroll through the corridors couldn't hurt, Madeleine fastened her cloak over her pyjamas and tiptoed out of her dorm.
As she walked through the corridors, Madeleine revelled in the peaceful silence that surrounded her. This silence, of course, made it all the more startling when she heard a voice.
Looking over her shoulders, Madeleine initially thought that whoever had spoken was talking to her. She searched the vicinity and, after not finding anybody, decided that it must have been her imagination. It was terribly late, after all, and she was tired.
Finally, after yawning softly, Madeleine continued her walk. Turning a corner, she stopped abruptly upon seeing an open door. Even more strangely, there was light coming from within the room that the door led to.
It's worth a look, thought Madeleine. It's not like there's anything that could hurt me in this castle.
Madeleine quietly crept toward the door, peeking around it and into the room beyond. Despite her earlier thought, she still let out a sigh of relief upon seeing that it was only two boys. They looked to be about her age, too. Madeleine quickly figured that the voice she'd heard earlier must've been one of theirs.
Smiling to herself, Madeleine decided to say hi. It wouldn't hurt to try to make some new friends.
"Um, hello," she said, then cleared her throat when she heard her tired-sounding voice. "I'm Madeleine. I was taking a stroll since I couldn't sleep and I heard you in here. What are you doing up?"