It was a hotter than usual day, and looking among the students it was obviously so. The robes were shrewd opened, some were even off, and all the boys had their sleeves rolled up. All that was missing were sunglasses and a trip to the beach. Earlier that day, Calli had been itching to go outside, and once classes let out for the day Calli excitedly ventured outside to the gardens. For the past six years of her stay at Hogwarts, she had gotten to know its gardens as well as she knew the lines of her own palms. She eagerly ran through them to her favorite little grotto-esque spot near the rear of the castle. It had bushes that formed walls and the trees became the shelter from the beating sun. There were wild flowers everywhere, especially at this time of year.
She immediately slowed her gait as she reached it, and sighed happily with contentment that no one else was there. She immediately found herself a spot under the tree, leaning her back against its cool bark as she settled into her seat with great serenity. She loved this spot, for it reminded her so much of the garden that she had back home. All that was missing was some tea and a gazebo.
Calli soon closed her eyes, and just breathed. In and out, in an almost meditative state and eventually she rested her head on the ground and fell asleep. From afar all you could was a black lump within the flowers and among the trees, but if you inched closer you'd see Calli sleeping, using her robes as a blanket. She seemed to belong there, and in her dreams she did.