Around seven in the morning, the other girls start to stir.
She reviews her notes again.
Well, better not to be behind the curve. But she expects better of herself. Are they supposed to do anything in particular with the match sticks after the lesson?
They're to take the matchsticks and keep practising. Professor McGonagall expects silvery-looking pointy matches by next class.
Excellent. She pockets her matchstick. Next?
She goes up to the common room to practice imposing her will on the matchstick. And read some DADA chapter.
Dinner! It is still kind of a novelty to be able to eat as much as she wants.
When Dorea reaches the Great Hall Dayo is engrossed in conversation with Pansy Parkinson. She waves at Dorea when she sees her arrive and Pansy makes a face and says something, to which Dayo replies something else that makes her pause and consider before saying something back.
Dorea waves back.
They talk a bit more and Pansy regards the Gryffindors again, looking thoughtful.
Dayo says something and Parkinson looks at her again, and apparently they change subjects from Gryffindors.
(At some point the boys arrive, too.)
Dorea waves at the ones she is friendly with.
After Dayo's done eating she makes a beeline for them.
"So! How's Defence?"
"The teacher is terrible."
"- he is? Why?"
"He looks like he's scared of his own shadow and he smells funny."
"Apparently they never have the same Defense teacher two years in a row."
"Apparently some people don't know they don't like teaching until they try it."
"That's not all. One of them d-died."
"George said his first year teacher is still in St. Mungo's after an accident with a manticore."