5 Am Coco

Alexander Jones woke up slowly on in his bed, in the Hufflepuff boys dorm room, his eyes blurred, as he tried to calibrate what he was seeing. For now, he only saw a light, until his eyes started slowly calibrating. He realized he was looking at a fenced window, that showed the dim sky, that was barely light, and darkish. The sound of rain hitting the window had woken the young boy up. As he slowly got up, putting on grey slippers, as he yawned, rubbing his eyes. He popped his knuckles, as he walked won the stairs side ways, with his feet shaking. He took one step at a time, stretching his arms, and limping, because the morning made his body numb, fighting to keep his eyes open, a little pain in his chest.

As he walked down to the stairs, he smelled the delicious cooking in the Hogwarts kitchen. There was a sign pointing towards the kitchen, 'Hot Chocolate 4 Am - 7 Am'. It maybe was too early to start with the Hot coco, but if you got there later, you'd probably have to wait for a whole bunch of people. He looked at his watch, 5:02 AM. Yeah, probably wouldn't be a lot of people. He walked slowly, picking up a foam cup. Taking a little sip. He twitched, as his tongue was numb, and it burned. He slowly took another sip, sitting down in one of the chairs, and metal tables, relaxing.

Audra sat there, warped in a blanket, her arms around the cup, her hair - soaking wet and she was trembling visibly. Her light make up was smudged and you could see that under the blanket she was wearing one of those big, knitted, ugly jumpers that were screaming of comfort.

She had stayed up late, trying to figure out one of the new spells, when it started raining. Audra loved rain. And do you know what Audra loves more than rain? Storms. In fact, her name itself meant "storm". So, when she realized that the rain had turned in to a real storm, she sneaked out of the common room and went outside.
Walking around the lake she had lost track of time and suddenly realized it was getting lighter. The morning had come. She hurried inside thinking of getting to bed, but upon arriving at her bedroom, tough better, changed her wet clothes and went to the kitchen for some hot coca. 2 hours of sleep wouldn't do any good.

So, she was sitting in the kitchen, sipping her second cup of hot coca, slowly warming up, when Alexander came in. She had seen him about, talked to him several times in classes, but didn't know him very well. In fact, Audra had never really tried to. Somehow she didn't feel like they would ever have something to talk about. He was all about sports and she hated them. You know.
But then again, there they were, two students in the kitchen, at 5 am, sipping hot chocolate. Why the hell not? Ruff night, ha? Audra started a bit awkwardly. What are you doing up so early? she added, after a small sip, flashing a chocolate mustache decorated smile.

Alex's eyes were going to close any second. Why did he wake up so early? There was no reason to it. Yeah, alright, maybe he didn't want to wait in a giant line just to get some damn hot coco. He yawned, taking a sip of his coco, and the heat burned his tongue, that made him fake up. "FUUUU-" He whisper-yelled to himself, placing it on the metal table. Pulling on his shirt collar, to reveal more of his chest, to let air come in. Scratching the top of his head, and resting it on the cold metal table. Moaning in enjoyment. And finally, getting back up normally.

As he finally got used to the hotness of the coco, he sat calmly, looking at the elves running back and forth, getting breakfast ready for everyone. Alex totally respected them, having to cook everything for a kid with a thousand kids in it. As he kept sipping, he had not realized, which was a pretty dumb move on his part, that a girl Alex knew. It was the type of girl you would mildly flirt with in class, and share joke whenever you where bored. He had never really thought of being her friend. Audra talked to him first. "Yeah, pretty rough, I guess." Alex was born in the Canary Islands, the part of Spain where it almost never rained, or snowed, unless it was a tropical storm, there was never a storm. "I prefer to come early and my damn hot coco, than to wait two hours in line."