Ah... Leski turned back to his book, and realised he had lost his place. F*** it, I've read it too many times anyway, he muttered before putting it down on the seat beside him. He glanced out the window again. It may sound stupid but he was sure he recognised the hundreds upon thousands of trees rushing past the window; they would probably be at Hogwarts soon. He stood up and pulled is trunk down from the rafter above, almost crushing himself in the process. I really need to work out or something. He kicked it and it flew open, revealing the complete mess that was his idea of packing. He rummaged through it before finally finding his robes. They were brand new and had never been worn before, and yet somehow they were already creased and stained. Well, it was going to happen eventually. He took off his old bomber jacket and threw them on, before transferring his wand from the jacket to the inside pocket of the robes. It was good to be back.
So, you're in the Quidditch team, right? Or the Gryffindor team anyway, he said, dusting himself down. Tell me, do you know roughly when try-outs will be this year? I know that most teams do it at about the same time. I don't plan to try out or anything, he added, I just like to watch. It's a good laugh, to see second years who think they can hit a bludger fall off their brooms.
by Guest Tue Aug 18, 2009 6:35 pm
