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Author: Minstrel
Summary: Harry's thoughts when he passes by a boy in a corridor. An opposite for 'Echoless'.
Rating: G
Feedback: Most welcome (= there's that little 'review'-button to be pressed!)
Sonorous
I'm late for the Quidditch practice again. What on earth made me oversleep again? Why can't I fall asleep properly in the evenings? I have to make haste if I don't want to miss the practice totally. Oliver's going to be furious at me.
That annoying Malfoy with his brainless lackeys. Several well-chosen words come to my mind but I choose to keep quiet. A sharp look should do the same.
I pass him by, he turns to say something of small importance to Crabbe. Or Goyle. Still mix them from time to time.
Oh, Sir Cadogan is riding beside me in the paintings. For arms? Heed the call? I laugh shortly and shake my head. Sorry, got to run.
There's something in the air that makes me feel warm. Spring? It can't be, not yet.
Anyhow, it's a pleasant feeling. I smile. Soon it's gone. I know, I've got these sentiments before.
I turn around the corner and start to run to warm up my muscles.
Author: Minstrel
Summary: Harry's thoughts when he passes by a boy in a corridor. An opposite for 'Echoless'.
Rating: G
Feedback: Most welcome (= there's that little 'review'-button to be pressed!)
Sonorous
I'm late for the Quidditch practice again. What on earth made me oversleep again? Why can't I fall asleep properly in the evenings? I have to make haste if I don't want to miss the practice totally. Oliver's going to be furious at me.
That annoying Malfoy with his brainless lackeys. Several well-chosen words come to my mind but I choose to keep quiet. A sharp look should do the same.
I pass him by, he turns to say something of small importance to Crabbe. Or Goyle. Still mix them from time to time.
Oh, Sir Cadogan is riding beside me in the paintings. For arms? Heed the call? I laugh shortly and shake my head. Sorry, got to run.
There's something in the air that makes me feel warm. Spring? It can't be, not yet.
Anyhow, it's a pleasant feeling. I smile. Soon it's gone. I know, I've got these sentiments before.
I turn around the corner and start to run to warm up my muscles.
