 The one and only MadHatteress
Alex walked the path to the front gates, although they were closed, he just wanted to sit next to the gate. The winged boars greeted him with a sinister troothy grin, Alex bowed in reply. Beauxbatons had taught him well, and made their mark which was left, deep. Alex placed down his broom, he wasnt going to use it, instead he placed himself ontop of a rock and kept staring outside the gates, this was home now.
Home.
After a while he gave up, picked up his broom gently. He bowed the boars a goodbye, by bowing once again, and walked inside, he was quite alone with hardly any friends, not wanting to disturb anyone he goes to talk to Professer Shackleton.
Last edited by RiddleMeThis; 02-10-2008 at 04:01 PM.
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