Late (Open)

Christina burst through the wooden doors of the Great Hall. Again, she was late for lunch. She had been too busy doing her homework that she didn't even see the hours passing. Chrissy tried to make her way to the Gryffindor Table through the great crowd of laughing students. It was more difficult than you think.

Christina suddenly stopped her efforts when she heard a familiar voice behind her. She looked back to see who it was.