Can't Sleep
The dormitory was filled with the synchronous sounds of snoring as the girls around her erupted into noise. Hermione lay awake, eyes trained on the roof of her four-poster bed, counting down the minutes until she had to wake.
If I go to sleep right now, I should be able to get six hours and forty... three minutes of sleep. She thought as she checked her battered watch another time. She squeezed her eyes shut and thought for a second she was finally drifting off, when Lavender gave an extra large snort.
I can get five hours and twenty one minutes, only if I fall asleep exactly right - damn it! She needed to pee.
Okay, five hours and seventeen minutes. Waiting. Waiting, and waiting. Still awake. There must be something wrong with me, because I only have... four hours and fifty four more minutes until I have to wake up.
Maybe, she thought, maybe if I knew what was keeping me up, I could stop. But she already did know. Tomorrow was the final task for the Triwizard tournament and Harry Potter - her best friend - was probably going to die.
Two hours. One hour. Twenty minutes. D-day. It's been great knowing you, pal.
A/N: Words - 206
Sept Event - 14. (object) Dormitory