The rest of the tower slumbered on, oblivious to Harry as he stumbled about getting himself dressed, pulling off his pyjamas and pulling on jeans, socks and shoes. He paused to scribble "Snuffles’ on the front of the letter, and seal it closed, before letting himself out of the dorm room, and heading downstairs. In the common room, Harry stumbled across someone he wasn’t at all expecting to see at this early hour. Hermione, a heavy looking bag slung over her shoulder, was making her own way towards the portrait hole.