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- OOC First Name
- Beth / Bethy
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Wand
- Cherry Wand 12 1/2" Essence of Wood Rose
- Age
- 8/2009
Alright, I should have added this the other night but I put it in my blog instead.
Well, here it is. And I was Larissa for the second part of this dream, just so you know.
It started 3rd person and changed to first It was really confusing, but yeah, enjoy
Well, here it is. And I was Larissa for the second part of this dream, just so you know.
It started 3rd person and changed to first It was really confusing, but yeah, enjoy
The morning was slowly drawing in. In the distance, a castle of age sat silent.
The morning mist swelled across the grounds and five pairs of feet landed, un-mounting their broomsticks after a long, gruelling flight.
Professor Firn led the four students across the grounds of Hogwarts and to one of the many entrances of the castle.
The only girl among the students, 15 years of age, turned her head this way and that, trying to memorize all the sights around her.
She had been waiting many years for her letter and finally she had got it.
Beth tucked back her short brown her, her hazel eyes not stopping their search..
Later that day a Quidditch match was to take place between Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
One chaser was ill and Beth was given the chance to play..
My eyes darted between the Slytherin golden rings and the quaffle, I had to stop it and catch it.
I leant forwards heavily on my broom and sailed across to where the quaffle was. I managed to grab it and pass it to another team mate who took it down to the Ravenclaw hoops.
It was intercepted and I had to tackle a Ravenclaw for it. I retrieved the quaffle and sped towards the golden hoops- So close..
My hand moved, holding the quaffle and launched it through the hoop..
At that moment a bludger whizzed towards me. it was inches from my face and then-
I woke up.
The morning mist swelled across the grounds and five pairs of feet landed, un-mounting their broomsticks after a long, gruelling flight.
Professor Firn led the four students across the grounds of Hogwarts and to one of the many entrances of the castle.
The only girl among the students, 15 years of age, turned her head this way and that, trying to memorize all the sights around her.
She had been waiting many years for her letter and finally she had got it.
Beth tucked back her short brown her, her hazel eyes not stopping their search..
Later that day a Quidditch match was to take place between Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
One chaser was ill and Beth was given the chance to play..
My eyes darted between the Slytherin golden rings and the quaffle, I had to stop it and catch it.
I leant forwards heavily on my broom and sailed across to where the quaffle was. I managed to grab it and pass it to another team mate who took it down to the Ravenclaw hoops.
It was intercepted and I had to tackle a Ravenclaw for it. I retrieved the quaffle and sped towards the golden hoops- So close..
My hand moved, holding the quaffle and launched it through the hoop..
At that moment a bludger whizzed towards me. it was inches from my face and then-
I woke up.