Adam sat in the Gryffindor Tower, staring into the fire, trying not to think of the exams he had to take in the oncoming week or so. Thankfully this late at night, the common room was rather empty, most of the students either asleep or doing who knows what else around the grounds. He pulled apart a roll he had stolen from the Great Hall earlier and ate it, because frankly, there was nothing better to do. He had books on his bed that he should be reading, but going and getting them wasn’t going to happen, and Adam didn’t like using magic for little things like that. Instead, he sat on the couch, too bored to get up and go to bed, and too bored to do anything that required effort.