"Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper.
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road.
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder.
Inside your head than the winter of dead.
I will tell you I love you.
But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears.
My nose and feet are running as we start.
To travel through snow.
Together we go."
The brunette let out a short, muffled laugh. “Yeah.. I know I look a bit like a troll so that’s good to hear.” She knew she war far from looking a million dollars (she’d just gotten out of bed not even an hour ago for crying out loud) with her hair up in a messy bun and tired expression.. and she didn’t really feel like a million dollars either as she had yet to have a decent night of sleep since the term had started (which was the reason why she was up so early). “I envy you.. no honestly, I do. When I was a kid I used to wake up super early, didn’t even need an alarm.. nowadays ?” Pressing her lips together as she pulled out the chair, the brunette widened her eyes and shook her head a little before letting out a long sigh. She placed the book she’d just retried from the shelve on the table before asking with a smile. “So, cliché but ever so obligatory question — how was your summer ? I didn’t see you at the opening feast last night.”
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❝ No, not a troll at all. Maybe.. a well-combed goblin. ❞ She chuckled, her eyes squinting unconsciously. Lily was far from looking the best so early in the morning. She understood the trials and tribulations of being a female and how most of them just did not care about what they looked like so early in the morning. It was too much thinking when you were still half asleep. ❝ My sister was like that. She’d be the one up and ready very early. ❞ Lily remembered fondly. It took a moment before she returned back to the present conversation. A sigh escaped her. It had been a rather boring summer indeed. Sweaty, endless days, unable to practice magic. Summers were grand because she’d see her family again but it always seemed like Hogwarts was some far off dream. ❝ Uneventful, but otherwise satisfactory. I’m glad to be back, though. Oh, I was talking to some professors about taking some advanced classes. I sat down for about five minutes for a pie and that’s about it. ❞