Fortunately for Bianca, it took quite a bit of agitation to get Bertram to wake up. He'd charmed his alarm clock to hop off the bedside table and kick him in the arm until he was awake. It was the only way to actually get him out of bed now that his mother wasn't around to wake him up (he didn't want to bother Bianca with something like that, especially when he was prone to smacking anything that tried to wake him up.
Of course, he'd felt bad about it after he'd done it to his mother - eventually she'd gotten one of the house elves to do the waking up and he hadn't felt nearly so bad (he usually missed them and just caught the tip of one of their ears anyway).
He woke up to the sound of glass breaking, though -- because that was a sound that meant something was going wrong, and even though he was a 'protected' pureblood, everything with his mother meant that he still worried about things even if he wasn't even at home 90% of the time now.
He groaned, rolling over onto his stomach to half-slide, half-flop out of bed and head into the kitchen, shirtless and rubbing one of his eyes like a sleepy toddler.
"Mmmf?" Bertram blinked, looking at the bowl of eggs on the ground and then back to Bianca with no small amount of confusion.
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