Post by albus severus potter on Apr 24, 2012 16:30:36 GMT -5
Matches this year were important. Hot shot recruiters’ would be here to watch Albus play. He wanted to be a professional quidditch player. Something his father could have done but chose not to so he could be an auror, which Albus thought was insane. Quidditch was brilliant and the best sport in the word. There was no better feeling than the wind blowing through your hair as you flew through the air, well besides sex there was no better feeling. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He closed his eyes as the wind blew through his hair. He loved how that felt. He stuffed his hand into his pocket and walked down the grassy lane. He was on his way to meet his older brother James. He had thought long and hard since he found out about Dumbledore’s Army whether or not he should join. He racked his brain staying up late into the night thinking. He weighed the pros and cons. One of the cons was James was in charge and he would have to listen to his brother. It wasn’t that he didn’t like his older brother it was that he didn’t want to take orders or have to listen to him.
He sighed as he walked down the grassy lawn towards Hogsmead. He was meeting his brother at the three broomsticks. He wanted something to drink while talking to him. Plus he knew if they sat towards the back the noise around the place would keep people from overhearing them. He stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked down the cobble road. He loved Hogsmead. He always did since he was little and read about it in a history book. Yes Albus was very smart to. He didn’t care who knew it either. He liked to read and play chess. He loved history the most. He loved to read about things that had happened before and learn from other people’s mistakes. He walked into the three broomsticks and ordered a drink, though he did wish it was whiskey. After receiving his drink and paid for it. He made his way towards the back and sat at a table waiting for his brother. He took a sip and sighed as he leaned back in the chair. He got bored very easily and his attention span didn’t hold long when he was bored. Poor kid had ADHD. He took another sip of his drink as he waited for James.
He sighed as he walked down the grassy lawn towards Hogsmead. He was meeting his brother at the three broomsticks. He wanted something to drink while talking to him. Plus he knew if they sat towards the back the noise around the place would keep people from overhearing them. He stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked down the cobble road. He loved Hogsmead. He always did since he was little and read about it in a history book. Yes Albus was very smart to. He didn’t care who knew it either. He liked to read and play chess. He loved history the most. He loved to read about things that had happened before and learn from other people’s mistakes. He walked into the three broomsticks and ordered a drink, though he did wish it was whiskey. After receiving his drink and paid for it. He made his way towards the back and sat at a table waiting for his brother. He took a sip and sighed as he leaned back in the chair. He got bored very easily and his attention span didn’t hold long when he was bored. Poor kid had ADHD. He took another sip of his drink as he waited for James.
