Sunday's weather was far from pleasant. The overcast sky cast a gloomy pall over everything, inspiring a sense of heavy-lidded laziness and sleepiness.
Fred and George were shaken awake early in the morning by Angelina, who told them to get up for Quidditch practice. They were less than a week away from the second half of the Quidditch season.
"Common room in ten minutes," Angelina announced, waking them before she turned and headed back downstairs to rouse Ron and Harry.
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