Chapter Rating: PG
Summary: It'll get more exciting later on. The day to day lives of a couple Hufflepuffs is pretty boring business.
Disclaimer: Same as always. There's my stuff, there's theirs.
"Get up, Get up, Get up off of it.
Wake up."
- Alanis Morissette
Fynn groaned at the sudden light and noise invading his senses. Another day, the same as always. It had been the same for about two weeks now, only varying on weekends. First an enthusiastic wakeup call for he and Tadd came courtesy of Ian and Levi. Fynn was certain by now that whichever one woke up first made sure to get the other one before they began screaming and yelling and banging on things and tearing open curtains.
Then came Tadd's early morning yelling and throwing various articles of clothing, bedding, books, and even a few recently acquired spells at Levi. He didn't even go for Ian; it was straight for the taller, brunette wizard.
It took Ian's shouts of 'CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?' in a very overly dramatic manner and Fynn getting up and frowning disapprovingly to pull them apart. Then all the boys headed off to breakfast. They all sat together in class, despite the fact that Levi and Tadd were constantly shouting at and aggravating each other. Ian and Fynn, having already taken note of this, usually made a point of sitting between the two. Despite what they had learned, they had not realized yet that Levi and Tadd only shouted over them at each other.
Ian normally sat next to Levi, the two getting along well and coming up with all sorts of stupid things to do. Then Ian turned to Fynn for his own opinion, who didn't appreciate the absolute brainlessness of all of their plans. Tadd and Fynn, however, were both comparatively quiet, and could talk to each other in a perfectly normal way. He'd noticed that the constantly frowning boy had a tendency to keep to himself.
There wasn't really that much variation from day to day for the four boys. They all had their other respective friends, but the roommates shared an odd sort of bond. It was a sort of 'You wouldn't expect them to hang out so much, but they did' thing.
It didn't seem there could be much to change their days.
x-----x
"Let's be outspoken
Let's be ridiculous
Let's solve the world's problems,"
-Alanis Morissette
The day started routinely as always for the girls. Matty was already gone; she always got up early and sulked off to the library until the day started. Payton followed her every once in a while, but usually had enough books near her bed to occupy her. The first sounds of the morning were, more often than not, Task tripping over her guitar. Following that were repeated, "Sorry, sorry, sorry," and "Oooooh, I didn't mean to wake you guys up, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Alexa then reluctantly crawled out of bed, assuring Task that no one was mad at her and that they needed to wake up anyway. She went to see if Payton was in the room first, waking her up if she was. Then whoever had been in the room that morning went to the library to drag Matty out and convince her that she did, in fact, need to eat breakfast.
All four of them usually sat next to Tadd, Levi, Ian, and Fynn, but were always together. It was like an unspoken agreement between the eight of them, being friends. They just gravitated towards each other, without meaning to, and ended up 'hanging out.'
Days went the same almost all the time. Once or twice Payton would swear she was having de ja vu. If it weren't for the change in lessons from day to day, she might have driven herself crazy with the similarity of it all. For being suddenly emerged in a world of magic, it seemed almost… usual. She was used to it. Like it was something she'd been in her whole life. It wasn't rare that someone else had to explain something magical to her, or Task or Ian, but after a brief explanation it was shuffled in with the rest of the commonplace.
So when would it get interesting again?