Post by Grayson on Dec 23, 2010 16:31:13 GMT -5
Greetings, One and All
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The Sun was blaring when Grayson pulled up at the front of the school. He turned to his father awaiting for a goodbye off him, but his father didn’t look at him. He was still upset that they had had to move from England because of Grayson’s silly temper problem. It’s not my fault that dick wouldn’t stop playing tricks on me. Stepping out of the car for the first time Grayson realised it wasn’t snowing, even though it was close to Christmas time. Grayson had decided not to spend Christmas with his father because he had had enough of the silent treatment from his father and it was time he started his new school life.[/size]
“Merry Christmas Dad.” he said with a melancholic drag, which was replied with a grunt of his father from the driver’s seat. Slamming the door Grayson walked to the boot of the car, his father had an obsession with Muggle’s, and inside was his suitcase plus a metal cage which held a black cat called Winnie who was peacefully sleeping at the moment. “Sorry Winnie,” he said as he picked up the cage and awoke the cat. The cat raised her head and looked around at where she was before resorting back to her dreams. As soon as the teen had gotten all of his belongings out the car drove off with the impact force slamming the boot down. Bye then. However from the impact a sheet of parchment had also flew out of the car and directly into Grayson’s hands. He raised his eyebrow at the sheet of parchment before heading towards his new home.
All the way up the staircase to the building Grayson examined the paper and didn’t pay much detail to the school’s architecture and structure. His old school was much bigger than this one was. His main focus was the sheet of parchment it held no words or images of any sort – but it still interested Grayson. After pushing the door through and entering the building he put down his belongings and from his favourite brown boots he produced his wand. Hazel and Unicorn hair. Eleven Inches. Sturdy. With a wave his wand and the incantation “Aparecium” invisible ink began to appear on the page. It held only a simple sentence on the page but it hit Grayson in the heart and made him smile.
‘Merry Christmas Lee. Love Winifred.’
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