Amelia sat, slowly petting a sleeping (no doubtfully drugged) Oliver Wood by her. Amelia smiled at the boy, muttering cute little noises as she ruffled the boy's hair gently. Mistress Joy rolled her eyes, wondering how she get her self into this mess. Note to self, don't buy Amelia human presents.

Joy sat in her pajama pants and tank top, desperately trying to discover her own comic book style. She sighed, tapping the pencil against the page.

Draco slept across Harry's lap, his head resting on Harry's thigh. Harry's head leaned back in sleep, his mouth slightly open. Draco murmured against Harry's lap, cuddling into a small ball. Harry shuffled under Draco, a hand resting on the other's boy's side.

" SO... Joy, how are things at school?", Amelia asked out of no where. Still lovingly petting Oliver.

"Ok, but I wish we classes together. At least lunch would be nice...."

"Yeah, I know. Sucks to be us..."

"Something funny happened in Philosophy and Literature today..."

"Tell me!"

" The teacher was talking about myths and asked if any of us read Harry Potter. I instantly shot my hand up. After like 10 seconds the teacher was like "any one else?". I was the ONLY person to raise their hand. But I don't care, I'm not ashamed or anything."

"Hehe, sucks to be you.... I have Spanish with Froo Froo , his Spanish name is Victor."

" OOh, sexy! My french name is Odette. Ja m'appale Odette (or what ever people, give me a break :D )."

The two girls sit in silence, thinking over their day. Joy absentmindedly begins sketching Draco and Harry. Amelia lifts up Oliver's collar and takes a peak at what's under neath.

The two girls looks at each other and smile sleepily.

(authors's note: short installment cause school belittles my brain, lol, oi. sad but true)