Post by Ashley Jacobson on Sept 1, 2007 12:12:35 GMT -5
She always knew herself to be the girl that was able to deal. Able to make it through life with a smile, and no put anyone down. But lately the girls becoming distant from her family. She'll do whatever it takes to just get away for a while. Even if it meant running in the woods, or going to the beach. Today however she had a broom in her hand, a snitch tucked in her pocket and a quaffle tucked under her arm.
Anybody in the wizard town would know, that Ashley loved to play, and couldn't wait to get to start the season at Hogwarts and play for the house team. She absolutely couldn't wait, and show Gryffindor off this year. Thats one thing Ash had, Pride. She hated loosing, to anybody, and tended to have selected hearing when told the word no.
Thats why the young blonde didn't even tell anyone she was coming out to the quidditch pitch. She didn't want to face that one word. So she left without a trace. Now that she was out of the castle, a smile was replaced from the frown, and she walked out onto the pitch.
Her Slytherin quidditch robes billowed in the breeze. Tying her hair up high on her head she mounted her broom. The smile changed to a grin as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out the little golden ball. Dropping the red one on the ground, she released the snitch. A grin tugged on her lips, and she kicked off the ground. The wind blew the loose hair, but Ginny didn't take any notice, her eyes stayed peeled to the small golden ball.
Anybody in the wizard town would know, that Ashley loved to play, and couldn't wait to get to start the season at Hogwarts and play for the house team. She absolutely couldn't wait, and show Gryffindor off this year. Thats one thing Ash had, Pride. She hated loosing, to anybody, and tended to have selected hearing when told the word no.
Thats why the young blonde didn't even tell anyone she was coming out to the quidditch pitch. She didn't want to face that one word. So she left without a trace. Now that she was out of the castle, a smile was replaced from the frown, and she walked out onto the pitch.
Her Slytherin quidditch robes billowed in the breeze. Tying her hair up high on her head she mounted her broom. The smile changed to a grin as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out the little golden ball. Dropping the red one on the ground, she released the snitch. A grin tugged on her lips, and she kicked off the ground. The wind blew the loose hair, but Ginny didn't take any notice, her eyes stayed peeled to the small golden ball.
