Post by bridget anne nott on Feb 5, 2010 22:42:31 GMT
Bridget had the sudden desire to venture down to the Quidditch Pitch. She had abandoned her school work in the middle of the Slytherin common rooms floor and acted on her impulse as she always did. The air nipped at her cheeks immediately upon the exit from Hogwarts. She loved winter, the cool temperatures, the fluffy white snow, the scent of Christmas in the air, and the zealous feeling it brought.
The large stadium was empty but it didn't matter to her in the least. Bridget found a spot on the snow covered pitch and fell back onto it, laying on her back with her arms spread out. Her black peacoat was unbuttoned and revealed her school uniform, it was rather chilly but Bridget made no move to secure her coat. She merely stared blankly up at the sky watching a small finch fly erratically overhead. Now the only thing missing was some company, that would be instant gratification.
The whole school was over flowing with people from the past and future and yet Bridget had picked the most isolated area to take a break from her studies. She sighed and dragged her arms through the snow above her head.
The large stadium was empty but it didn't matter to her in the least. Bridget found a spot on the snow covered pitch and fell back onto it, laying on her back with her arms spread out. Her black peacoat was unbuttoned and revealed her school uniform, it was rather chilly but Bridget made no move to secure her coat. She merely stared blankly up at the sky watching a small finch fly erratically overhead. Now the only thing missing was some company, that would be instant gratification.
The whole school was over flowing with people from the past and future and yet Bridget had picked the most isolated area to take a break from her studies. She sighed and dragged her arms through the snow above her head.