Post by craigl on Jul 16, 2009 17:31:32 GMT
Craig sat in his bed in the Ravenclaw common room with a piece of parchment spread open on his lap. On the parchment was a moving picture of a Quiditch match. It was an internation friendly between the USA and Spain. His father had sent him it from his home back in the states. At the conclusion of the game Craig tucked it into his trunk and pulled out black box. He opened it and pulled out a wizard card of the USA National team. He laid back down in the bed and stared at the card. He imagined himself in that picture and then fell into a deep sleep.
He began to dream. In the dream he was flying around on his broom catching and throwing the quaffle around. Who's that? NO! John Baker. But he's the USA keep... Craig looked down at his jersey and saw the White cloak with the red and blue trim around the edges. I'm on the US National team!!! He grabbed the quaffle and hurled it toward the hoop. It sailed close it had the keeper beat...
Craig awoke his eyes staring up at the blue curtain above his bed. Damn just a dream. He slid out of bed and yawned while stretching. He put the card and black box back in the trunk and went to the window where his owl, Oakley, perched. He grabbed the parchment that was stuffed in his talons. He opened it and realized that it was another match from the USA and a message to his dad. He threw it on the bed so that he could watch it later that night.
He climbed down the stairs that lead to the common room and then headed for the Great Hall to grap some lunch before going out to the Lake. Grabbing a sandwich and an apple he made his way out to the Lake to eat his lunch. He arrived and laid down eating his sandwich. He stared at the clouds thinking about things that haunted his thoughts constantly.
He began to dream. In the dream he was flying around on his broom catching and throwing the quaffle around. Who's that? NO! John Baker. But he's the USA keep... Craig looked down at his jersey and saw the White cloak with the red and blue trim around the edges. I'm on the US National team!!! He grabbed the quaffle and hurled it toward the hoop. It sailed close it had the keeper beat...
Craig awoke his eyes staring up at the blue curtain above his bed. Damn just a dream. He slid out of bed and yawned while stretching. He put the card and black box back in the trunk and went to the window where his owl, Oakley, perched. He grabbed the parchment that was stuffed in his talons. He opened it and realized that it was another match from the USA and a message to his dad. He threw it on the bed so that he could watch it later that night.
He climbed down the stairs that lead to the common room and then headed for the Great Hall to grap some lunch before going out to the Lake. Grabbing a sandwich and an apple he made his way out to the Lake to eat his lunch. He arrived and laid down eating his sandwich. He stared at the clouds thinking about things that haunted his thoughts constantly.
