let it shine {OPEN}

let it shine {OPEN} Apr 10, 2012 8:59:23 GMT -5

Post by lysander andrew scamander on Apr 10, 2012 8:59:23 GMT -5

THE WIND WAS BLOWING THROUGH HIS HAIR. HE CLOSED HIS EYES AS HE STOOD THERE. IT WAS A LITTLE CHILLY THAT SEPTEMBER DAY. HE WASN’T WEARING A JACKET SO THE COLD AIR WHIPPED ACROSS HIS ARMS IN A COLD CHILL. HE OPENED HIS EYES AND STARED ACROSS THE LAKE. HE COULDN’T HELP BUT THINK ABOUT THE UPCOMING MATCHES FOR QUIDDITCH. THEY WERE VERY IMPORTANT MATCHES AS SOME HOT SHOT RECRUITERS WERE GOING TO COME DOWN AND WATCH HIM PLAY THROUGHOUT THIS YEAR. THAT WAS XANDER’S DREAM TO BECOME A PROFESSIONAL QUIDDITCH PLAYER. HE WAS HOPING THAT HE WOULD GET SIGNED THIS YEAR. HIS FATHER WANTED HIM TO FOLLOW IN HIS FOOTSTEPS BUT HE DIDN’T WANT TO. HE WAS NOW PRACTICING MORE ON HIS OWN SO HE WOULD BE READY AND HE STARTED TO DO EXTRA RUNS. HE WAS GOING TO WORK EXTRA HARD SO HE WOULD HAVE HIS SHOT. HIS MIND KEPT DRIFTING THOUGH LIKE IT ALWAYS DID EVER SINCE HE WAS FIFTEEN. THERE WAS MAINLY ONE THING ON HIS MIND MOST OF THE TIME. QUIDDITCH. HE REALLY LOVED THE SPORT. HE SMILED A BIT AS HE THOUGHT ABOUT IT. HE SIGHED AS HE RAN A HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR.

HE WAS PLANNING ON DOING SOME MORE PRACTICING TODAY. HE JUST HAD TO GO GET HIS BROOM FROM HIS DORM. HE LIKED STARING OUT AT THE LAKE THOUGH. HE SMILED AS HE STARED OUT AND SHRUGGED. HE SHOULD GO GET HIS BROOM AND PRACTICE MORE. HE NEEDED TO PRACTICE IF HE WAS GOING TO GET TO BE A PROFESSIONAL QUIDDITCH PLAYER. THEY ONLY TOOK THE BEST AND HE WANTED TO BE THE BEST. SIGHING HE WALKED AWAY FROM THE BLACK LAKE AND WALKED UP THE GRASSY LAWNS TO THE SCHOOL. HIS WALKED IN THROUGH THE DOORS AND STUFFED HIS HANDS INTO HIS POCKETS. HE WALKED ACROSS THE STONE FLOOR TOWARDS THE GREAT STAIRCASE. HE WENT UP TO THE RAVENCLAW COMMON ROOM. HE WALKED UP TO HIS DORM AND GRABBED HIS BROOM. HE HEADED OUT OF THE COMMON ROOM AND BACK OUTSIDE. HE WALKED DOWN THE GRASSY LAWN TOWARDS THE PITCH. HE SMILED AS HE LOOKED AROUND THE PITCH. HE GOT ON HIS BROOM KICKED OFF FROM THE GROUND AND STARTED FLYING AROUND. HE DID HIS WHOLE PRACTICE ROUTINE WHICH TOOK TWO HOURS. HE TOUCHED DOWN ONTO THE GROUND AND STRETCHED. HE WAS SWEATY AND OUT OF BREATH FROM HIS OWN PRACTICE.

XANDER WAS WEARING BLACK SHORTS, A WHITE TANK TOP, AND BLACK SNEAKERS. HE SIGHED AS HE PUT HIS BROOM OVER HIS SHOULDER AND LEFT THE PITCH WALKING UP TOWARDS THE CASTLE. HE YAWNED AS HE WALKED UP THE GRASSY LAWNS. THE WIND BLEW ON HIS BARE ARMS AND LEGS AS IT PICKED UP IN SPEED. MAYBE A STORM WAS COMING. HE WOULDN’T LIKE THAT AS HE HATED TO BE KEPT INSIDE. HE STOPPED NEAR THE BLACK LAKE AGAIN AND LOOKED OUT ACROSS THE LAKE. HE SMILED AND CLOSED HIS EYES. BEING NEAR THE LAKE ALWAYS BROUGHT A PEACEFUL CALM TO HIM. HE COULDN’T BELIEVE THIS WAS HIS LAST YEAR HERE AT HOGWARTS.

Lyrics: Shinedown
Made By: Janella : )

Post by lysander andrew scamander on Apr 10, 2012 8:59:23 GMT -5

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