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Walrus · 04-04-2011, 10:40 PM

Jacob walked into the Great Hall. His head held high... his stomach empty... and his head filled with more pride than ever before.

He leaving for another summer. This wasn't the normal summer break. No. Jacob was leaving this school a 6th year... Jacob was leaving this school as a 16 year old... Jacob was leaving this school A Beater... A Captain... A Champion.

Who cared about the House Cup. Jacob had led The Ravenclaw Quidditch Team and it's house to Victory... His Name would go down in history... not only had he won it once, but he was not going to let it go. That Cup was going to stay in Ravenclaw Possesion. It would never again leave their hands. They had another two years with Jacob as Captain. He was going to work them harder then ever before. He was going to beat them into the best team the world had ever seen. Even the Professional would stare in awe. Jacob would be a star... he was going to go pro... and this would only be the beggining. No one is going to stand in his way. He wouldn't just take the Hogwarts cup... not even the league cup... no Jacob wouldn't stop until in his hands sat the Quidditch World Cup... he didn't care if it took him 5 years or 30 years. Jacob was determined to be the best player the world had ever seen...

... But For Now... Food was his main priority.

Jacob moved towards the Ravenclaw table. And as he passed a familiar person he put his hand on her head, and ruffled her hair slightly. "Hey there, Vashti." he said with a smile on his face.

Though she seemed fit to cry, Jacob was completely oblivious towards it... Nothing was going to dampen his mood, or get his mind off of the most important thing at the moment... House elf cooked food... Some of the Best food he'd ever tasted.

He then sat down and started to stare intently at his plate, as if it was going to bring the food faster.

04-04-2011, 10:40 PM	#5 (permalink)
Walrus X-treme Horcrux Slayer! Billywig Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: The Event Horizon Posts: 3,550 Hogwarts RPG Name: Travis Gordon Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Warren Miller Minister's Office x4	Vashti and anyone else Goo goo g'joob Jacob walked into the Great Hall. His head held high... his stomach empty... and his head filled with more pride than ever before. He leaving for another summer. This wasn't the normal summer break. No. Jacob was leaving this school a 6th year... Jacob was leaving this school as a 16 year old... Jacob was leaving this school A Beater... A Captain... A Champion. Who cared about the House Cup. Jacob had led The Ravenclaw Quidditch Team and it's house to Victory... His Name would go down in history... not only had he won it once, but he was not going to let it go. That Cup was going to stay in Ravenclaw Possesion. It would never again leave their hands. They had another two years with Jacob as Captain. He was going to work them harder then ever before. He was going to beat them into the best team the world had ever seen. Even the Professional would stare in awe. Jacob would be a star... he was going to go pro... and this would only be the beggining. No one is going to stand in his way. He wouldn't just take the Hogwarts cup... not even the league cup... no Jacob wouldn't stop until in his hands sat the Quidditch World Cup... he didn't care if it took him 5 years or 30 years. Jacob was determined to be the best player the world had ever seen... ... But For Now... Food was his main priority. Jacob moved towards the Ravenclaw table. And as he passed a familiar person he put his hand on her head, and ruffled her hair slightly. "Hey there, Vashti." he said with a smile on his face. Though she seemed fit to cry, Jacob was completely oblivious towards it... Nothing was going to dampen his mood, or get his mind off of the most important thing at the moment... House elf cooked food... Some of the Best food he'd ever tasted. He then sat down and started to stare intently at his plate, as if it was going to bring the food faster.