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Lucy lied on the Hufflepuff Common Room floor, right in front of the fireplace. Lying on her side and using one of her arms as a pillow, she kept her other hand on the open book in front of her. She wasn’t really reading anymore, her brain dead from the day’s work. It was late; it’s why she was so comfortable with lying on the floor. Lucy didn’t expect anyone to still be up, let alone hang around the common room. She closed her book and sat up, reaching her fingers up to the air, stretching out her arms and deciding on what to do. She wasn’t tired, so she didn’t want to go to bed. She debated waking Chris up and crawling into bed with him, hoping that it would induce sleep, but she’d then feel bad about waking him up. Lucy brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs, as her mind wandered and left behind the hard common room floor, the warmth of the fire. She quietly hummed to herself as she rested her chin on her knees, her mind still light-years away.
He tossed and turned on his bed, it was one of those nights where nothing was comfortable, it was too hot or too cold, too soft or just not plain comfortable, he sat up and stayed there for a moment, he glaned to the side to see his dorm mate asleep, snoring peacefully. Jake wished he could sleep with that much ease, he sighed and slid the covers off, he stood up and stretched, there was no point in trying to go back to sleep and fail, maybe a snack would help? He’d sneak into the kitchens, get some cake because he loved cake and come back, he didn’t even bother with shoes, Jake just walked out. He stopped at the sight of a girl outside, he knew her well, not knew knew her, but he had seen her from time to time and knew her name, they were in the same year after all, something seemed off, he leaned down so she could see him better, “Lucy? Are you alright?” He asked, his tone soft and concerned.
At the sound of his voice, Lucy lowered her face quickly, only to smash her chin against her knees in fright. She nearly fell back at his proximity. “Holy shit, Jake! Oh my God!” She instinctively scooted away from him, burrowing her face into the space between her legs and chest. She took several deep breaths, calming herself down. He had really scared her. She was miles away, and the fact that he was able to sneak up on her so easily… She peaked from behind her legs, up at him, realizing he was still standing there. “I-I’m sorry for cursing at you! Oh God, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to. You just scared me, and I’m sorry!” She tried resting her chin against her knees again, only to wince it away in pain. She stretched her legs out in front of her and smiled weakly. It wasn’t his fault she wasn’t paying attention. He even seemed concerned about her. “I’m fine, thank you.”