Post by Bryce Finley on Aug 24, 2010 0:23:55 GMT -5
April Showers may bring May Flowers, Bryce thought as he leaned back on the chair in front of the window, but they can be awfully inconvenient when you're stuck inside with nothing to do.
It was the start of the rainy season at Hogwarts (which, of course, was just after the snowy season), and Bryce could have sworn that it had been raining for a week straight. Actually, it hadn't, but it seemed that way. Anyone brave enough to set foot on the grounds would find that they were soaked through with mud and small puddles, and it seemed everyone's trainers were squishing and squeaking and tracking damp trails behind them like snails.
Most people were in class right now, but Bryce had no classes this afternoon. Of course, he should have been studying--he did have a big paper due in Transfiguration, but he just couldn't make himself do any of it. Instead he sat by the window, staring out at the gray, rainy weather and wishing he had something to do.
It was the start of the rainy season at Hogwarts (which, of course, was just after the snowy season), and Bryce could have sworn that it had been raining for a week straight. Actually, it hadn't, but it seemed that way. Anyone brave enough to set foot on the grounds would find that they were soaked through with mud and small puddles, and it seemed everyone's trainers were squishing and squeaking and tracking damp trails behind them like snails.
Most people were in class right now, but Bryce had no classes this afternoon. Of course, he should have been studying--he did have a big paper due in Transfiguration, but he just couldn't make himself do any of it. Instead he sat by the window, staring out at the gray, rainy weather and wishing he had something to do.
