At least, Ashley hoped they hadn't. She sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly as she waved her hand to cancel the twins" glamour. The stress of her unanticipated encounter with her soul-bonded had made her tense and a tad bit uncomfortable. Mitchelle, being the good friend that she was, nudged her and demanded that she go rest. Ashley thanked the Hufflepuff, promising that she'd tell her everything later on. Ashley proceeded to their shared bedroom and laid her satchel on the lid of her trunk. She fell face-first on her bed and settled in for a nap, not bothering to get under the covers or change out of her robes. Moko slithered out and curled beside her head, preparing to sleep himself. The Potter Heiress shut her eyes and let the darkness take over, unaware that back in Diagon Alley, Remus was wondering why his mate smelled roughly of their cub's scent.