Lavender had been seated on the couch in the oh-so-very empty Hufflepuff Common Room since early evening, and there she still remained as the very first dapples of light began to rise over the high, glistening mountains in the distance, and alight the room. Her legs crossed beneath her, her elbows upon her knew, and her chin resting on the tip of the diamond shape her hands formed, she sat still as stone, her green eyes watching the blackened fire pit.
Time, certainly wasn't of the essence...