Gwen stretched languidly as she woke in the early morning. She yawned loudly and one of the other girls in the dorm snorted with laughter. "Great way to start the day Gwen."
"Thanks Kiersten." She sighed.
"You were up pretty late last night, huh?"
"I didn't keep you up, did I?" She asked the taller girl.
Kiersten smiled as she threw her long black hair off her shoulder. "No, I'm actually pretty used to your odd sleeping habits. Something on your mind keeping you up? Or is it someone?"
"A little of both."
"It wouldn't happen to be the smashing Harry Potter, would it?"
Gwen blushed and lowered her head, trying to hide the huge smile spreading on her face. She hadn't really told anyone outright about her involvement with the Gryffindor seeker, but everyone seemed to know anyway. It was becoming a habit of the dorm to follow the development of their relationship. There was even a betting pool as to how long it would last before one or both of them found a way to get themselves killed.
Gwen didn't really think it was that funny, but she played along because she was just that type of person. She tolerated something until it became so noticeable it was about to blow up in your face. And even then sometimes she wouldn't deal with it.
Kiersten patted her on the shoulder. "You don't have to tell me anything. I just think it's great that you finally found someone like you."