It wasn't exactly unusual for Lavender to fall asleep on the floor of the living room, curled up in a little ball instead of on her bed. Just like it wasn't exactly unusual for Seamus to fall asleep on the couch above her. What wasn't characteristic of Lavender, though, was for her to be sleeping there in the middle of the day. She had gone home for a lunch break, and instead of going back, she had fallen asleep on the floor, peanut butter sandwich uneaten and mango-orange juice untouched in front of her, just above where her head rested on the floor.
It was getting to be about six o'clock, just about the time that Seamus usually got home, and Lavender normally went to an event of some sort, but she was still normally at work.
Instead, she slept, her once tense body clenched up into a little ball, seemingly relaxed as she twitched slightly in her sleep.
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