Potions was already done so now it was only Transfigurations. Even if they just had the class in that morning, there was no way that she was going to accumulate homework for the weekend. Going to Hogsmeade wasn't even an option for her but at least she had the chance to finish with all her work. Her eyes roamed the library for a second as she reached for a book from the bookcase. Elena had already spent nearly three hours there and that was definitely enough for today; so maybe finish the homework at the dorm was a good option. She considered that idea for a second as she grabbed her things from her favorite table before she walked out of the library. Oh it wasn't a bad idea at all. As she reached the Slytherin common room, Elena gave the correct password before the stone wall moved and she walked through the entrance. 

I was wondering, you are going home for Christmas right?

It has been one of those really long bad days when Elena wished that she wouldn't be awake to live it. At least she was done with all the homework for the next week and she didn't have to worry about study anything for the weekend. The quidditch game was enough to make her moody about it because she was sure that they would lose. Their new captain was just a loser - only because it was her. She sighed out loud as she rested her back against the headboard of her bed, waiting for Eleanor to show up or something like that. She was just hoping that her arm was just fine because then she knew that she would flip out with Sophia.

It was Monday already. Well close to Tuesday since it was after dinner already but at least Nicholas didn't have classes in that day. Honestly, Nick didn't even eat at the table with the others because he couldn't bother to be social again. Obviously he was less grumpy than a few days ago after his conversation with Violetta but their small meaningless kiss didn't help in anything his situation especially now that Kennedy was and he didn't have her shoulder to lean on or even her conversations. There was no one who understands him like she does or at least that's what Nick likes to believe. Not wanting to be in his dorm alone anymore, he shoved the rest of his sandwich into his mouth and stood up from his bed as he picked up his uncle's diary that was on his bedside table. Nicholas hid it in one of his jacket's pocket and walked out of his room toward the common room. Maybe a walk was his best solution right now.