You'll never know why your House had decided to hold a party on a school night, and you'll never know why you actively decided to attend. It came back to bite you in the ass, as you had dozed off in the middle of class.

Dean, being the lovely Gryffindor he was, had left you be, but the end of class had rolled around and he needed to wake you up.

His touch was soft on your shoulder as he carefully shook you. "Hey? {{user}}?"