Post by greggeender on Sept 25, 2007 18:29:59 GMT -5
Gregg Grabbed his jacket and headed down to the quiditch pitch. Or more of Mr. Weasleys office. Gregg was wandering if the tryouts were still being held or if the team was simply full. If this was the case he would go to his dorm and eventually get over it.
Gregg hurried through the crisp autumn leaves that covered the ground and and grabbed the large knocker that hung from his office door. He grabbed it and knocked three times. Waiting for Mr. Weasley to answer he stepped back a step and was preparing what he was going to say in his head.
Gregg hurried through the crisp autumn leaves that covered the ground and and grabbed the large knocker that hung from his office door. He grabbed it and knocked three times. Waiting for Mr. Weasley to answer he stepped back a step and was preparing what he was going to say in his head.