Colors
Brown- stable, unchanging, self-disciplined, conscientious, dependable, accepting, intimate
"Harry will you please come down from there? What if you fall and break your neck? " He just shook his head at Hermione. Every morning she tried and every morning, she failed.
Every morning he levitated himself up into the Quidditch rings and sat in the smallest one since it was still plenty large. He liked being up here in the air in the early morning. He loved his all but blood sister much but this was his time before he became one with the earth.
Finally he came down and he hugged her. She hugged him back and he smiled and she swatted at him. "Come on, let's go get breakfast." He loved his sister but it made Ron even more jealous even though Harry assured him he didn't want Hermione for himself. When they got to the doors he let her go. He didn't want to upset Ron this early in the morning. As it was breakfast was almost over.
"Uh oh. I forgot my Potions book." Ron stood up. He would have to hurry and quick.
"I have it. You left it last class."
"Oh! Thanks mate. Don't know what I'd do without you and Mione." They laughed. It was definitely true.