InsaneJournal

Somehow the weekend had flown by, and Eloise felt as though she'd done nothing but classwork. 

Well, perhaps that was an exaggeration.  She'd gone for a run the past few mornings, and had even done so at dawn today.  That had been a challenge, but she'd been determined to do so for almost a week and after a week of trying and failing to pull herself out of bed she could finally declare victory. 

Still, even besides that, and meals, of course, Eloise looked back now and realized she'd all but avoided interacting with any of her friends or housemates.  It wasn't any of their faults.  She supposed she'd just been in one of her moods, lately, what with all the hostility still flying around about the squid debacle.  She couldn't believe people were still making a fuss, and simply avoiding any unnecessary contact for a bit eventually seemed the only solution.  So the library had been her haven for most of Saturday and nearly all of today, until she'd finally gotten fed up with that, too, and taken to roaming the grounds listlessly until it was time for supper, where she'd done her best to show an interest in what her fellow Hufflepuffs had been up to that weekend.

Belly full and feeling a bit sleepy, Eloise was now taking up space in the Hufflepuff common room, having put a swift end to an essay for Herbology and moved on to more noble tasks - that is, sewing some new buttons onto her favorite cardigan.  The old ones had been a bit too plain for her tastes, and now that the weather was swiftly cooling she wanted to make sure to have her favorite cold-weather clothing ready to be worn.  Absently humming to herself, Eloise inspected her work thus far before setting it aside to take a quick stroll around the room to keep her legs awake.