When Siobhan finally went down to breakfast, her tie was askew and her hair curlier than ever -- mostly because she had taken a brief nap in the common room for about an hour before heading out. Reaching the Great Hall, she blinked the sleep out of her eyes and dropped down into a seat at the Gryffindor table next to Yvette. 

She couldn't help the smile from spreading across her face. Today was going to be [i]fun[/i], she was sure of it.

"You're looking chipper today," said Yvette, passing over a few slices of toast from her right to Siobhan. "Not that you didn't yesterday... I mean..."

Siobhan grinned wider. "It's going to be a good day today. With Defense Against the Dark Arts, y'know?" She subtly surveyed the Slytherin table from her position, somehow managing to keep up a light conversation with her muggleborn friend at the same time. Now... where was Kyle..? Rubbing her eyes again, she couldn't quite make him out through the cloudy film of tiredness. Maybe she had stayed up just a little too late, or gotten up a little too early.