"Rise and shine, sleepy heads!"

"Mam, just five more minutes, please."

Mrs. Finnigan ignored her soon-to-be middle child and shook the others awake. "I've let you sleep until ten o'clock. You've all got to be on the Hogwarts Express in an hour."

Tanya stretched and yawned deeply. "I'm so tired!"

"And that's because you were up until four this morning."

Dean sat up and gave a hoarse cough. "Did we sleep in here, Seamus?"

Seamus raised his head from the chair and looked blearily around the room. "Guess so," he yawned, stretching until he was nearly parallel to the floor.

Rachel sat up and slowly ran a hand through her hair. "It looks like we all just fell asleep where we sat."

It was true. Dean had curled up on the floor with a Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook for a pillow; Seamus had stretched himself across the only chair; Tanya was emerging from between the wardrobe and the wall; Katelyn was rolling out from under a pile of blankets in the corner; and only Hannah, Haley, and Rachel had had the sense to get in bed.

"You know," Katelyn said groggily, "if I were actually awake, I'd be horrified at the rooming situation right now."

Mrs. Finnigan shooed the boys out of the girls' room. "Half an hour, you lot, then it's breakfast and Hogwarts!"

A simultaneous groan went up from six sore and sleepy throats.

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"Coffee…" Katelyn moaned an hour later as the Hogwarts Express rolled out of the station. "Must…have…coffee…"

"Need…caffeine…" Rachel echoed.

The Funny Farm was the worst name ever for this lot of zombies, they figured. Once one person yawned, the whole compartment (which seemed significantly small than it had in second year) was set off yawning huge yawns. Gargantuan yawns. Titanic yawns!

"You were such a ham last night, Zorro," Rachel said sleepily, patting Seamus' arm. "I never knew you possessed such amazing dancing skills."

"Oh, shut up," he replied good-naturedly. "You heard Dean's rendition of 'Great Balls of Fire.'"

Tanya was the first to nod off.

Then Hannah, who dropped her head right onto Dean's shoulder, then Dean himself, then Katelyn, and then Seamus.

"I will not fall asleep," Rachel told herself. "I will not fall asleep," she repeated out loud. "Sleep is for wusses."

The compartment door slid open, and a little leprechaun wearing wooden shoes floated in. "You don't need to sleep, lass, when you can come with us!" And she soared right out of the Hogwarts Express to a lush green field filled with shamrocks and windmills.

"Dance with us!" a chorus of little elfin voices was saying. "Wake up! Dance! Rachel! Wake…

"Rachel? Hello-o…"

She opened her eyes blearily to see Hermione Granger's familiar bushy brown hair and brown eyes. "Meh…? Oh…hi, Hermione."

Her friend beamed at her. "Good to see you all again!"

Rachel lifted her head and rubbed at her left cheek, which was all hot and stiff. "I see you've already got your uniform on."

"I see you and Seamus don't."

"Lazy," she teased the Irishman, stretching. "At least I have an excuse."

"Little brat-child. I have an excuse just as good as yours."

"Oh, yeah? Let's hear it."

"Yours first."

"I was asleep."

"Well," Seamus said with infuriating superiority, "you, dear Sushi, claimed my shoulder as a pillow."

She gasped. "I'm contaminated! Augh! Finnigan germs!"

"Cooties!" Seamus had the misfortune that his voice cracked when he said the word, and was immediately made to wait until his companions had stopped laughing.

"That was too funny," Hermione said breathlessly.

"That was hilarious!" Tanya shrieked, her face turning quite red with mirth.

Katelyn chose that moment to look out the compartment window. "Uh, guys? I see Hogwarts."

"We need to change," Seamus and Rachel said in unison.

The girls shooed the boys out of the compartment so Rachel could quickly get into her uniform before the Hogwarts Express groaned to a stop at Hogsmeade Station.

"That was too close for comfort," Hannah sighed as the Funny Farm got into one of the many horseless carriages that awaited them.

"Yeah," Rachel replied. "Let's try not to have a karaoke bash the night before an important day again. This is the first time I've even been this sleepy." She gave another gigantic yawn, right in front of Seamus' face.

"Ugh!" Seamus flung his arms in front of his face. "I don't want any more of your cooties, Hekman. Besides. You really need a breath mint."

Rachel's face turned bright red with anger. "Well, thank you very much, Mr. Finnigan," she said heatedly. "The next time I come near you, I'll remember that you don't want my germs. In fact, I just might never come near you again!"

"Fine!" Seamus shouted.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"FINE!"

"Shut up!" someone else interrupted.

Rachel and Seamus both looked at the rest of the Funny Farm in great confusion. Their question was immediately answered when Dean, Katelyn, and Tanya all pointed at once towards Hannah, who was breathing heavily and had her fists clenched in her lap.

"Hannah..?" Rachel began.

"Yes, it was me," Hannah cried. "I'm sick and tired of all this fighting! I was just starting to hope that you and Seamus would finally act like the good friends you are and actually get along this year! But apparently not! All I wanted was one year where you two at least pretend like you're truly fond of each other, but that will never happen if you and Seamus refuse to get over your differences!"

And with that, Hannah went back to being her quiet old self.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Tanya pointed out the window and exclaimed, "Oh, good. We're here!"