At the Professor's Table...

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Jemma was walking across the Hogwarts grounds, towards the Great Hall, for breakfast. She didn't usually have breakfast this early, in fact she skipped breakfast a lot, although she knew this was very bad for her. However, she hadn't been able to get back to sleep this morning, so she had decided to get up at this time. The problem was, she had been having this recurring dream every few nights for the past three or four weeks. Being the Divination Professor, you would expect her to be able her to interpret this dream. However, she couldn't. She had been trying to for ages but she just couldn't seem to do it for some odd reason. She had been able to interpret other dreams, she had done this quite frequently recently and they had been easy for her. For some reason, she figured this dream did not want to be interpretted. Odd, she thought to herself.

Jemma was going to eat now to distract herself from this dream. She couldn't think about it anymore, it was driving her mad. She needed food, company, just anything else that would take her mind off...it. As she approached the Great Hall she realised that there weren't any other Professors at the Professor's table. She looked at her watch. It was six o'clock in the morning. "Oh," she muttered under her breath, "That would probably be why." She often talked to herself. Some people said it was the first sign of madness, although she had considered herself odd for a while now.

Leaving everything else aside, she strode straight down the center of the Great Hall towards the Professor's table which inconviniently lay at the opposite end of the room. She was only half awake, if that, so she didn't take in much of her surroundings. When she got to the table she took her place and shoved some food on her plate. She wasn't paying any attention to what food on her plate. She absent-mindedly begin eating until she realised what she had put on her plate. Yuck, she thought to herself. She had put some pain au chocolats on her plate. She couldn't stand anything remotely sweet in the morning.

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Gabrielle woke up in her bed.She felt rather good so she slowly without any hurry took off her pijama and dressed in her jeans and dress.It was very early so Gabrielle took a walk across the lake and back.She walked toward the entrance hall and just as she was to enter the great hall she noticed Peeves approaching from other side of entrance hall.
"Peeves/" she said sounding almost like a snake.Peeves like always took a closest easy-breaking thing and throw it at Gabrielle.

"Reducto!" Gabrielle said loud and clear as she was used to these kinds of incidents. "Now now Peeves don't make me call the bloody baron." she said with a sneaky voice knowing that was only thing he was afreid.Peeves flew off in a different direction as few first-years giggled and Gabrielle made forward towards the great hall and the Teacher's table.

She sat down 2 seats away from Jemma as usual and took some coffee.She saw Jemma rather distracted so she waved with her hand in front of her eyes. "Good morning Jemma!" Gabrielle said putting her toast on the plate and waited Jemma to recover from the trans she was in.