She was a little tired and a little bored, her body was faintly disregarded when she wanted to hide it. Slipping on a pair of loose fitting pants and a plain shirt over her torso, she left the Common Room in a in a quick hop. Her steps were smooth and casual, hoping not to be caught by a wandering ghost or the night owl teachers. When she was sure it was safe, she moved in the direction of the long staircase that would lead to the Owlry.
Alecto grimaced. She really wasn't up to entertaining some Gryffindor's ideals or surprises in the middle of the night.
She could go back, go to her dorm and jump back to bed, but how would that sound tommorrow?
"Alecto Carrow stood me up"
Did she really need that attention? Why did he even want to see her? She was dull looking, plain and had no natural beauty.
Instead of thinking on it, she started her jog up the stairs until she grew tired and walked the rest of the way. By the time she was up to the top, she needed to sit down and was glad that it was silent enough for her to relax. Gently, she lowered her body against the ground so her back was against the wall.