Aye,help!

[Sidney Carver]

Sidney Marcus Carver hid behind a tree on the vast lands of the Great Lawn. In the mind of the Gryffindor youngster, Sidney was pretending that he was seeking after a Death Eater named Hagger Dirtybag. Sidney Marcus Carver pretended that he was an Auror; the best Auror seeking out the worst Death Eater of them all. The game was no fun when no one else was playing. The smile unceasing on Sidney’s face, his knuckles drummed on the wood of the tall tree. How perfect this tree was for adventures! Arms stretched high to the sky, knees bent and buckled before springing up. Fingers gripped the sturdy branch; holding his position. Sidney swung his legs as he walked up the tree. One leg swung over, and doing the same with the other, Sidney Marcus Carver changed his position. He hung upside down like a spider monkey. This was fun! Gryffindor teenager began to swing back and forth. Sidney freed his laughter loudly for all of the students on the lawn to hear. Who could have more fun than him? No one could! Blood started to rush to Sidney’s brain. Third year thought that this was starting to flop back to a bad idea.

Swinging upright, Sidney Marcus Carver sat on the branch right side up. It was more boring now. Despite of this, Sidney swung his legs back and forth, to and fro. His sneakers fell to the ground before Sidney realized what had happened. Sidney lifted his leg up and peered closely at his toes beneath his sock. Uh oh! Thought Sidney. Someone had to pass by this tree up in the long run. "Hey, hey! Someone! Can someone help me get my shoes! Please!" cried out the Gryffindor in a frantic voice. The teenager had forgotten that he had his wand with him. If he retained that information, he would not be crying out for help. Accio'ing the shoes to him was not occurring to him.

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clothing: white shirt, jeans