"So the Chudley Cannons won!" Ron Weasley said with a grin, as he pushed his flaming red hair from his face.
It was the first day of the end of term holidays, and the Gryffindor Common Room was full of spirit. Ron was in his fifth year of school, and even though the workload was terrible, he was still enjoying every minute of it.
"Cool" smiled Neville Longbottom, a fellow fifth year, as he continued to flip through a copy of 1001 Uses for Devil's Snare.
"Yeah, that is cool," added Seamus Finnigan.
The Gryffindor common room was buzzing with the excitement of holidays, and with the holidays came the annual Halloween Ball. The atmosphere was full of anticipation, but the Gryffindor's were more pre-occupied with everyone's favourite sport, Quidditch.
"Football's much better" argued Dean Thomas, a muggle born, who after five years of the Wizarding World still didn't understand the concept of the wizarding sport. He continued his game of Gobblestones with a disgusted looking Seamus.
"Yeah right Dean, Quidditch rules" he said, as his emerald gobblestone belched goo all over the table.
"Is this all you ever talk about boys?" questioned Hermione Granger, the cleverest witch Hogwarts had seen to date. "It's boring". She turned away from the conversation and continued to write notes on a long piece of parchment.
"Yep" grinned Fred Weasley, one of the equally famous Weasley twins.
"Of course Hermione, Quidditch is the hottest topic around. So Neville, which sport do you find better, Football", George Weasley said with a mocking tone "or Quidditch" he exclaimed proudly.
"Sorry Dean, that's gutta be Quidditch" said Neville, as he blushed a deep crimson.
A pretty girl with pale skin, and midnight black hair tied neatly in a purple ribbon eyed the boys at the table. Her equally beautiful friend, with dark skin and perfect smile rolled her large brown eyes. Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil had had enough.
"I totally agree with Hermione, this is boring."
"Yes I know, it's totally a waste of breath.
"It's not that bad, in fact, I find it quite fascinating." Percy Weasley made his way from the fire over to the fifth year's table. He was in his final year at Hogwarts, and had taken away the position of Head Boy. Although he was a Weasley, he was nothing like his brothers. He loved rules and discipline, and never understood why Fred and George had to be so immature.
"Whoa, Perc… it's the first time this year I have heard you discuss something that isn't so boring… or educational" Ron smiled, as he teased his older brother.
"Children!" Percy scowled as he made his way back to the fire.
"It's the first day of the holiday's guys, lets go do something", exclaimed Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Although he loved to talk about Quidditch, he could tell that everyone needed a little fresh air.
"Now that is something I agree on." Smiled Hermione, as everyone began to filter out of the common room into the sunshine.