It seemed like no one was in a good mood. Holly rolled her eyes as the two older girls had their snarky exchange, all the while waiting for Miss Lestrange to get down so she could find her way down. Hopefully the girl—Holly didn't even know who she was—would be kind enough to let her down, too.

"Please just hurry up!" she complained, allowing her free hand to grasp the bed frame as well. "I'm going to be sick—and I'm already sick enough!"