Abby tossed a few times on the couch as she slept. She was in the middle of a dream where she was Harry Potter, Grace was Hermione, and Carter was Ron Weasley. Her and Voldemort were dueling and Carter and Grace were running from Nagini down the Great Hall. She was just about to kill Voldemort finally when something woke her up. It was a rather loud thump. Abby scrunched up her face as she pealed open her eyes to see what was making noise and what had disturbed her kick ass dream. She rubbed her eyes and blinked a few times as she focused her vision on someone at the door.
"Where are you going?" She called over to her sister. Abby sat up and brushed her long hair back. "And why'd you put on make up? Are you going to see Damon or something?"