Post by Deleted on May 29, 2012 1:51:17 GMT -5
Saturdays was always boring for Erik Yaxley. Well at times it was fun but today was a typical boring Saturday for him. He didn't really like being bored. He wished that he could find something to do. Sitting in the Hufflepuff Common Room he was throwing a bouncy ball around off the wall closet to him while he sat down in a chair. He let out a sigh and couldn't believe that he couldn't find something to do at all. The young man had his homework done and he let out a yawn. He stopped throwing the ball against the wall. It was getting tiring and boring.
Getting up he started pacing around the common room. He decided to leave the Common Room with a small sigh. He walked up to the kitchen and grabbed some cookies and let his feet direct him where to go. The next thing he knew he was at the Black Lake. He loved it there because it was usually quiet and it was a nice place to actually think without interruptions. He climbed up a tree and sat down on a branch. He leaned back and closed his eye and let out a soft sigh.
He had no idea that he had drifted off to sleep. He was dreaming about Lily for some odd reason. He never really liked Lily for some odd reason so when he was dreaming of her he was actually killing her. But in this dream she was getting tortured by him but out of the pure blue he stopped torturing her and then cuddled her in his arms and the next thing Erik had sat up so quick that he fell out of the tree and let out a small sigh. "That girl is not going to get comfort from me." he stated loud enough for himself to hear.
Getting up he started pacing around the common room. He decided to leave the Common Room with a small sigh. He walked up to the kitchen and grabbed some cookies and let his feet direct him where to go. The next thing he knew he was at the Black Lake. He loved it there because it was usually quiet and it was a nice place to actually think without interruptions. He climbed up a tree and sat down on a branch. He leaned back and closed his eye and let out a soft sigh.
He had no idea that he had drifted off to sleep. He was dreaming about Lily for some odd reason. He never really liked Lily for some odd reason so when he was dreaming of her he was actually killing her. But in this dream she was getting tortured by him but out of the pure blue he stopped torturing her and then cuddled her in his arms and the next thing Erik had sat up so quick that he fell out of the tree and let out a small sigh. "That girl is not going to get comfort from me." he stated loud enough for himself to hear.