Christmas
Time is a very strange thing indeed. When you find yourself with nothing to do it oozes by as slow as it can. But now that Shayna was so terribly busy it was jetting by at terrific speed. Monday through Friday she was in classes all day, and working on home work late into the night. None of her teachers seemed aware that they were getting Home work from classes besides their own.
On the lighter side, magical theory classes were a relief. When ever Dumbledore could make it they never got any work done. but they talked about whatever. She was becoming more comfortable with him every time they met. He seemed to think Shayna was judging Warren to soon. "You don't know why he might be doing this." he explained "You can not always tell about a person by how they act. My guess is the boy is in pain of some kind that he doesn't feel like sharing."
Weekends were no good either. She worked Saturdays now, and she was only averaging 4 klutzes a day, an all time low. Warren was thrilled to point out the darken circles under her eyes. She was not as patient as Dumbledore, the boy seemed to have something against her. But what?
And of course there would be no sleep on a Sunday, not with Coach Amber around. She woke them early and worked them hard on the Quidditch field for most of the day. But with Michelle as their final chaser the team was complete. And the first year was, by the way, amazing. Even on a school broom she was playing the ball as fast as Shayna and Selphie could, on the very first practice.
With things happening as quickly as they were, and leaving such little time for sleep, Shayna was over joyed to see Christmas so close. But this did present her with one more task, a date for the Yule Ball. Of course she knew exactly who she'd like to go with. But Brad seemed to make her feel more insignificant then ever. And he seemed to be there every time she did something stupid.
She and Madame Bootlet were discussing just that late the Saturday before. "Why don't you just try a love potion?" she suggested "No way" Shayna shook her head "I wouldn't want to force him to do anything. What's the point of going with him if he doesn't want to be there with me. And besides they' re illegal."
"Why are you two even having this conversation?" Warren asked coming into the dinning room, wiping his hands on his apron "Let's face it riddle, if he was gonna ask you he'd have done it a while ago. And so now you'll spend the whole dance slumped in a chair watching him dance with every girl but you. Looking like a loser all the while."
"And just how were you planning to spend your Holiday Warren?" Shayna smirked "Cold left overs and an empty house."
A satisfied grin fell onto Warren's lips as though he'd been praying she'd say something like that. "I'm crashing the Hogwarts party." Shayna's heart dropped 4 inches. "Much to my surprise, not all the girls at your school look like you do. One who was lucky enough to fit this description has been in here a couple of times. And during your last Hogsmead trip she asked me if I'd like to come."
Shayna banged her head a couple times on the table. This ball officially had bad idea written all over it.
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Shayna's eye's slid slowly open. A gleaming white caught their attention, through the green velvet bed curtains. she sat up and pushed them aside and looked out the window. Snow lay thick on the grounds. It had been there for a week or so, but they must have gotten an extra inch or so, because it was smooth and glittering in the early sunlight. She stood up to go for a better look, when she stubbed her toe on something hard.
Shayna looked down and saw a box, covered in red paper. She turned around, a smile on her face. it was their tradition in the dorm that the first to wake on Christmas had to wake the rest. This was the first year Shayna had beaten Amber to it. "Merry Christmas Girls!"
For the next twenty minuets the girls sat in a circle on the floor unwrapping their gifts. Shayna had gotten a package of Chocolate frogs for Little Michelle, who had gotten her the very same thing. There was a potions book from Snape, and surprisingly enough a note from the Krum's accompanied by a batch of sugar cookies. She didn't like sugar cookies, but it was the thought that counted right?
A squeal and explosion of yelling broke out in the corridor. Everyone turned to the closed door as if expecting to see through it. Alana got to her feet, and mumbled something about trouble makers. "what's going on here?" she demanded Shayna pushed herself off the stone floor and joined her in the corridor.
A group of first and second year girls were all crunched together as if trying to get a look at something. Their excitement hadn't been dampened by Alana's shouts. Out of the masses popped little Michelle, and all eye followed her over the Shayna. "Look, look!" she cried an expression of ecstasy on her face. She held in her waving hand a brand new Firebolt. "HOLY HIPPOGRIFF WHO SENT YOU THAT?" Amber cried from the doorway
"Don't know" she piped Shayna picked up the broom and turned it over. There was parchment cover the ID#, had it been stolen? She peeled it off and saw just one phrase written on it.
You are a born chaser, the Slytherins would do well to let you play.
So that was it, Severus strikes again.
Time is a very strange thing indeed. When you find yourself with nothing to do it oozes by as slow as it can. But now that Shayna was so terribly busy it was jetting by at terrific speed. Monday through Friday she was in classes all day, and working on home work late into the night. None of her teachers seemed aware that they were getting Home work from classes besides their own.
On the lighter side, magical theory classes were a relief. When ever Dumbledore could make it they never got any work done. but they talked about whatever. She was becoming more comfortable with him every time they met. He seemed to think Shayna was judging Warren to soon. "You don't know why he might be doing this." he explained "You can not always tell about a person by how they act. My guess is the boy is in pain of some kind that he doesn't feel like sharing."
Weekends were no good either. She worked Saturdays now, and she was only averaging 4 klutzes a day, an all time low. Warren was thrilled to point out the darken circles under her eyes. She was not as patient as Dumbledore, the boy seemed to have something against her. But what?
And of course there would be no sleep on a Sunday, not with Coach Amber around. She woke them early and worked them hard on the Quidditch field for most of the day. But with Michelle as their final chaser the team was complete. And the first year was, by the way, amazing. Even on a school broom she was playing the ball as fast as Shayna and Selphie could, on the very first practice.
With things happening as quickly as they were, and leaving such little time for sleep, Shayna was over joyed to see Christmas so close. But this did present her with one more task, a date for the Yule Ball. Of course she knew exactly who she'd like to go with. But Brad seemed to make her feel more insignificant then ever. And he seemed to be there every time she did something stupid.
She and Madame Bootlet were discussing just that late the Saturday before. "Why don't you just try a love potion?" she suggested "No way" Shayna shook her head "I wouldn't want to force him to do anything. What's the point of going with him if he doesn't want to be there with me. And besides they' re illegal."
"Why are you two even having this conversation?" Warren asked coming into the dinning room, wiping his hands on his apron "Let's face it riddle, if he was gonna ask you he'd have done it a while ago. And so now you'll spend the whole dance slumped in a chair watching him dance with every girl but you. Looking like a loser all the while."
"And just how were you planning to spend your Holiday Warren?" Shayna smirked "Cold left overs and an empty house."
A satisfied grin fell onto Warren's lips as though he'd been praying she'd say something like that. "I'm crashing the Hogwarts party." Shayna's heart dropped 4 inches. "Much to my surprise, not all the girls at your school look like you do. One who was lucky enough to fit this description has been in here a couple of times. And during your last Hogsmead trip she asked me if I'd like to come."
Shayna banged her head a couple times on the table. This ball officially had bad idea written all over it.
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Shayna's eye's slid slowly open. A gleaming white caught their attention, through the green velvet bed curtains. she sat up and pushed them aside and looked out the window. Snow lay thick on the grounds. It had been there for a week or so, but they must have gotten an extra inch or so, because it was smooth and glittering in the early sunlight. She stood up to go for a better look, when she stubbed her toe on something hard.
Shayna looked down and saw a box, covered in red paper. She turned around, a smile on her face. it was their tradition in the dorm that the first to wake on Christmas had to wake the rest. This was the first year Shayna had beaten Amber to it. "Merry Christmas Girls!"
For the next twenty minuets the girls sat in a circle on the floor unwrapping their gifts. Shayna had gotten a package of Chocolate frogs for Little Michelle, who had gotten her the very same thing. There was a potions book from Snape, and surprisingly enough a note from the Krum's accompanied by a batch of sugar cookies. She didn't like sugar cookies, but it was the thought that counted right?
A squeal and explosion of yelling broke out in the corridor. Everyone turned to the closed door as if expecting to see through it. Alana got to her feet, and mumbled something about trouble makers. "what's going on here?" she demanded Shayna pushed herself off the stone floor and joined her in the corridor.
A group of first and second year girls were all crunched together as if trying to get a look at something. Their excitement hadn't been dampened by Alana's shouts. Out of the masses popped little Michelle, and all eye followed her over the Shayna. "Look, look!" she cried an expression of ecstasy on her face. She held in her waving hand a brand new Firebolt. "HOLY HIPPOGRIFF WHO SENT YOU THAT?" Amber cried from the doorway
"Don't know" she piped Shayna picked up the broom and turned it over. There was parchment cover the ID#, had it been stolen? She peeled it off and saw just one phrase written on it.
You are a born chaser, the Slytherins would do well to let you play.
So that was it, Severus strikes again.
