- Messages
- 340
- OOC First Name
- Mia
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Wand
- Curly 12 1/2 Inch Swishy Ivy Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 13 (08/2050)
ivy was flying. The goals approaching. She heard a cheer behind her. the kind of cheer that she knew only came with a snitch being caught. as much as she wanted gryfindor to win, hogwarts to win. she didn't care who had caught it. she sniffed and wiped her eyes. they were running because of the wind, maybe she had got some dust in them somewhere along the way. she defiantly wasn't crying out of frustration out of annoyance. out of why the hippogriff tail feathers couldn't she get the shot to stick. the hoops approached and she lobbed it. she watched the crimson ball arch through the air and sail neatly through the hoop. she knew it was not going to count. she had trained and played her best all year, and none of it counted. she had failed to make a single mark. as she went to the ground she couldn't stop the tears from falling. she didn't want to join in the teams celebration, she would only bring the mood down. she knew they were a team. the succeeded or failed together. but she felt like she had nothing to celebrate. instead, she made her way out of the stadium, leaving her things in the changing room before anyone else reached it. She made her way out to the path around the lake, her vision blurry as she ran, she wanted to run away from herself from the anger and frustration and from everyone who would look at her and see a failure or with pitty, or even just look at her face red and splotchy from tears.