Want to hear a fun fact? I don't have any as of now. But did you know that sound moves faster in water and solids? And it doesn't move in space! Completely unrelated, but that's besides the point.

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Alex was having a wonderful dream about sleeping quietly in peace when he was woken up to a sharp poke in the face from Max.

"Mmffff." He was poked again.

"Mmmm what the hell do you want?"

"We're going down to the kitchens. I'm hungry, and the only cure is more food!"

"What time is it?"

"Uhh, it's…eight o'clock! Yeah!" It seemed to dark, Alex though, but his thoughts didn't really register, as he was still groggy.

"Already? I should get up; only an hour until Arithmancy!"

"That class is a joke and you know it. And Professor Vector never answers my questions."

"Question, you mean, and that's because you're never serious in that class." Alex had pushed Max away from his bed and was now rummaging around his trunk for some robes. He was almost out. Hopefully laundry would get back soon; he wouldn't be happy if he had to wear one pair throughout this week, especially seeing as he had double Herbology twice. He grabbed one of his last pairs, pulled on some socks and sneakers and followed Max down to the common room. They clambered through the portrait hole, heard the Fat Lady snoring heavily. Alex began to feel skeptical, and shot a look at Max, which was returned with a look which plainly said 'Who knows?'

When they got down to the kitchens, Alex reached out his hand and gently stroked the giant pear. It giggled, and they walked through once it had materialised itself into a handle. The elves began swarming upon them, depositing food into their empty arms.

"Young masters are up early!" Alex heard one elf say. He shot another look at Max, this one a little angry. He was beginning to feel a little tired. Max said,

"I'm sorry man; I was really hungry and walking around here this early is creepy."

"Well, what time is it?" Max gave him a slightly sheepish look, before saying,

"Three o'clock." Alex just stared at him for a minute, then went back to the common room and sat in the big comfy chair which he liked so much, munching on cakes and pieces of bacon.