[indent]Morning time.

Damian was already awake, having been awoke since 4 AM that morning...something he could never really fix, due to that same nightmare. He usually went to sleep at around 9 PM every night, and so, waking up so early wasn't detrimental for his health or mental state. It was around seven to eight good hours, so that was good...unless he stayed up all night doing a prank with Nick, which, in that case, he tended to sleep until around the 6 or 7 AM period. The main reasons for him waking up so early was for a few things; one, he could take a shower and brush his teeth before everyone gets up. Two, it allowed him the early time in the morning to jog around the lake outside, pump some iron, and hit the bag before everyone started to get rowdy. And, three, he simply liked roaming the halls and doing illegal stuff whilst everyone was still asleep. It was just...fun. He guessed that it was from Nick's influence.[/indent]

[indent]Regardless, it was about about time to head down for breakfast. He had some beef jerky earlier that morning, along with a protein shake, to get himself ready for exercise, but his stomach was growling due to the food already have been digested and turned into energy. The Sixth Year stood inside of his dorm room, towel wrapped around his lower body as he headed for his trunk. The trunk was sat at the base of his bed - large, sturdy, and wooden, with the steel clasp padlock permanently keeping it locked unless his own magical signature registered inside of it. There was one problem, however. "Leo...Wake your ass up!" He growled it deep within the lion cub's ear, a small, quirked smirk on his face as the lion snarled cutely, swiping at him with a padded paw. Taking a step back, he watched as it fell face-first onto the floor, before flipping over and blinking stupidly up at the roof. Chuckling, Damian picked it and rested it on it's feet, where Leo looked around before blinking and looking up at Damian's smirking face. A second passed, and it let out a delightful lion-roar, tackling Damian's leg and giving out a growling purr as it rubbed it's head against his calf.[/indent]

[indent]"Morning to you, too." Damian's smirked turned into a grin as he kneeled in front of his trunk, opening it up and quickly finding his clothes for the day. Comfortable muggle jeans and sneakers, along with a black tanktop. Since he kept his robe clasped almost the entire day, to hide his muggle clothing, he wore these sorts of outfits most of the time. It was for a reason; He refused to ride his broom or do any duelling/sparring with stiff, starched suits, slacks, and loafers, and whenever he took his robe off during DADA, Quidditch, Charms, or basically any of his practical classes, the teachers didn't usually complain; apparently, it was efficient in some of their eyes, too. He also slipped on his silver rings, one on each index finger. His wand was already strapped to his fore-arm - an instinctive thing to do after he gets done showering, and after putting on his Gryffindor-themed robe...he was ready for the day.[/indent]

[indent]"Breakfast time." He muttered to Leo as he exited the room, the little lion following him.[/indent]