The Day Without Sleep (Except Ashleigh)
The whole Quidditch team was late to Transfiguration. The procession of seven battered Gryffindor first years trailed miserably down the hall.
The petite girl, or 'vertically challenged', as she preferred was in the lead, her usually pristine black robes were replaced with red ones that looked like she had just fallen asleep on her broom in mid air, which she actually had done, and her newly cut hair was in disarray, curls springing up around her head. Behind her was the tallest of the team, one who was fair haired and green eyed. She was still eating as she walked along, looking worse than Kelly, because Ashleigh had just woken up again. Behind Ashleigh were the Three C's, who were giggling over Candy's portable pocket sized make-up container, fighting over lip-gloss and fixing their hair. There was no visible difference between the looks of them, besides the color of their eyes and small differences in facial features. At the end was Joshua Leman and Samuel Zeeman, the two beaters, {whose names a person I shall not reveal ::cough:: Kaylee ::cough:: didn't bother to remember} that were arguing furiously over an unnamed issue. Samuel was looking like he just got out of the shower, with his hair perfectly in place and not a spot on his crimson robes, while Joshua's curly brown hair stood up in wild tangles around his mud splattered face.
The disordered students walked into the Transfiguration teacher's classroom. McGonagall looked at them sternly. "And where have you been?"
"Practicing, professor," said Kelly swiftly, "For the quidditch team." She sat down in an empty seat. Her hair was falling out of its braid, curling around her head. It wasn't very long now, because Christy had cut it for her, now it was to her shoulders instead of her waist, and when it was dry it was quite short indeed. Ashleigh collapsed next to her, immediately burying her head in her arms and closing her eyes. The Three C's took three seats in the back, putting their bags on the table and sitting down in unison. They all looked like they had come straight out of the Quidditchwear section of Teen Witch Monthly. Joshua Leman and Samuel Zeeman plopped in the middle of a middle row on the left.
Professor McGonagall gave Ashleigh's head a disapproving glare and began writing on the board. Ashleigh didn't raise her head through the entire lesson, even when Andrew Hampton dropped a heavy green book on her. The others were, however, completely awake. Except Joshua Leman, who had dark circles under his eyes and kept muttering "Coffee…. Coffee! …… Coffee…" under his breath as he slumped in his chair. Kelly answered nearly every question McGonagall. The three C's didn't do anything but gossip with the Ravenclaw girls and giggle. Ashleigh was asleep.
Professor McGonagall was not pleased with them at all.
"What is the first rule of transfiguration?" she barked, "You! Leman!"
Joshua jolted out of his seat and onto the floor with a squeak from him and a thud from the floor. The class erupted into laughter, except for the sleeping Ashleigh. "While I'm sure you are learning ever so much from the stones, do try to tear your face away from them." The class again erupted into laughter.
The curly haired boy turned red as he righted his chair and slumped into it. He slouched as far as he could toward the floor. Soon this class of cruel and unusual torture was finished. Kelly was on her way out as she realized that Ashleigh was not following her. She turned around and spotted Ashleigh, still sleeping, the only student still seated. Kelly walked over and began tapping her pencil on Ashleigh's head. She awoke with a start. "What? What?" she shouted as she jolted into consciousness.
"C'mon, oh Awakefull One. We have to go to lunch."
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