She sat on the edge of her bed, contemplating whether or not she had the energy to deal with the process of washing her hair tonight. She knew she should, but it was already so late and her bed looked so comfortable. Her thought process was interrupted by a vibration coming from the phone still plugged in on her end table. Expecting Harry, she reached for the phone. Instead, it was a message from an unknown number. An unknown number that she was sure belonged to one very handsome wizard. 