"I am so bored," Icy stared at the off white ceiling.
"You're telling me…" Ducky responded, with a yawn.
"What time is it?" Icy looked at her friend.
"4:20 a.m. Six minutes since you last inquired," Ducky rolled her eyes.
"Time is going to slow. I wanna leave." Icy went back to staring at the ceiling.
"So do I. But I'd like to get some sleep," Ducky grumbled, pulling her sleeping bag above her head.
"You do that," Icy said, heaving herself out of her own sleeping bag, "I'm going to take a shower, get ready, and have a cup of coffee,"
"Oi," Ducky muttered before falling sound asleep. Icy smiled, and sprinted up the stairway to her room. She seized her clothing before entering the bathroom. Ten minutes later she exited, hair in a high ponytail, and a smile still on her face. She wore a pair of faded jeans, a pair of backless black sandals, and a rather to large, black t-shirt that read in white reading: Maybe This Planet Is Another Planets Hell.
"What am I going to do until seven?" she pondered, entering the kitchen and making coffee. She wondered if her parents would object to this beverage. She shrugged the contemplation off, and watched the coffee pot until it completed. She made her a cup and wandered back into the living room where Ducky slept serenely.
Icy positioned herself on the sofa, her legs curled under her. She sighed, tugging gently on her ponytail. She was bored rigid and tremendously energized at the same time. She fidgeted, not wanting to awake Ducky. Ducky shifted slightly in her sleep, and Icy watched her noiselessly. Icy sighed again, and sprawled herself out across the couch, finishing up her coffee. She closed her eyes, beginning to daydream.
*
"Icy, wake up!" Ducky shook her friend, "It's 6:30, you have a half hour to eat and fix your hair,"
Icy mumbled something unintelligible under her breath and pulled the blanket, which someone had placed on her, over her head. Ducky smiled, and jerked off the blanket.
"You'll have time to sleep once we arrive there. Dumbledore said we could sleep as long as we want today, and tomorrow we'll start,"
"I don't want to get up," Icy whined, sounding rather pitiful.
"Eat. Fix. Hair. Wait. Leave. Then. Sleep. At. The. Castle." Ducky said slowly, as if trying to clarify this to a small child.
"Fine," Icy said, pouting, but nonetheless went into the kitchen where her mother had placed breakfast on the table. Icy dropped into her seat drowsily, and began fixing her plate. Ducky followed her suit.
"Morning, Icy," Her mother laughed.
"What's so good about it?" Icy asked groggily.
"Well, duh, we're going to Hogwarts," Ducky chirped.
"Oh." Icy mumbled, and her father laughed.
"Icy, wake up. You're leaving and we won't see you until Christmas, probably. We need to say goodbye," He said.
"Right…" Icy mumbled.
"Icy," Her mother chuckled, shaking her head.
"What'd you tell Blake?" Icy turned to Ducky, seemingly more awake. For the first time in awhile Ducky looked depressed.
"That I was going away to a boarding school and wouldn't probably see him until next summer, maybe Christmas, so we had to break up for awhile" Ducky pouted.
"Aww, It's okay, Ducky, I'm sure there are boys just as good as him in Hogwarts," Icy said, and her parents chuckled slightly.
"But Blake was just so… Blake," Ducky sighed and fell into silence.
"I didn't mean to depress you. What do you think the classes will be like?" Icy changed the subject.
"Oooh! They'll be fun! We still need to get our school supplies, don't we?" Ducky grinned.
"Oh no…" Icy buried her head in her hands, and her voice came out muffled "Are you…?"
"Of course," Ducky smiled.
"Wonderful," grumbled Icy.
"You're so mean, Ducky," Icy's parents laughed.
"I know," Ducky said proudly.
"Thanks, Ducky. I'm glad you're proud of being mean," Icy said dryly.
"You're welcome." Ducky said.
"Are you done eating, Icy?" Icy's mom asked.
"Yeah," Icy nodded.
"Then go re-fix your hair," Her father grinned. Icy rolled her eyes, but left and did so. When she came back her ponytail was fairly neat.
"Daddy, can I have a million bucks?" She asked.
"Sure. Get a job," Her father said with an innocent grin.
"Get me a million while you're at it, Icy," Ducky said.
"What's the time?" Icy turned to her mother.
"Oh- Almost seven!" Her mother was startled.
"Oi," Icy said.
Dumbledore arrived precisely at seven to pick them up. It took about and hour for Icy to get her suddenly sobbing mother to let her go, so they left around eight. When they arrived at the castle, or Hogwarts rather, they were taken to a room with several other rooms connecting. Dumbledore said some of the rooms belonged to their tutors. They were each given their own room and they both went to bed. Icy awoke several hours later to find herself in a close-enough-to-kiss-position with a pair of sapphire blue eyes. She let out a scream.