It was his third year. He was going to be the star of his quidditch team. Captain in his third year, it was his second year playing. These were his plans. He trained with Charlie Weasley the year before so his chances were good. And he didn't let any of it get to his head. He was determined to win, and that's what he was planning on.
I met him on the Hogwarts Express. I couldn't find an empty compartment, so I opened the last one and there he was sitting by himself. He told me I could sit with him, and it was love at first sight. The hair, that smile, his personality exerted a warm aura that just drew me next to him. I sat across from him and left a book on my lap for certain reasons. We were later joined by another quidditch captain. They were from opposing houses, but seemed to get along well.
"So what house do you want to be in kid?" asked my hunky captain.
'Um definitely Ravenclaw."
"Guess you're not too bright. Slytherin probably won't be any good for you either" Said the second captain.
"Don't be so mean. That leaves Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. Both good houses." My heart dropped. So I would be somewhere he liked.
'Umm... Gryffindor would be nice' I think my cheeks were getting red.
"Look like someone has an admirer. Look at that book it's rising."
"Leave him alone, and what were you doing looking at an eleven year old that way and in that area any way." Wow he's so good-looking and nice. He defended me; I hope I get into his house.
"It's almost like you like him…