Summer
Post by Anael Zabini on Jan 9, 2012 9:33:34 GMT -5
Anael sat on the ground at the quidditch pitch in an attempt to do homework. The common room had too many distractions, and the library was boring and filled with over-achievers that made her feel as though there was really no point in doing homework at all. And the dorm? This stuff was already making it hard to fight sleep.
The quidditch pitch was not the best choice because it only made her want to get up and practice. But it was better than just about anywhere else, and at the beginning of the year there weren't usually many people out here. Maybe they thought that it was a trap to get them to fail their classes.
This year, quidditch was going to be more exciting than ever. The last captain had finally graduated and Anael had been made the captain of the team. She kind of suspected that it was because she was the oldest person on the team and had been a part of it for a long time, but there was no denying that she was good at what she did. Even if what she did wasn't pretty. For the first time in a long while her father had been obviously proud of her. It didn't seem to matter for the time-being that she was a Gryffindor.
Thinking blissful thoughts of the season to come, Anael did make progress on her homework. Being distracted by something that she cared about was sometimes a positive thing. It reminded her that she had a reason to maintain her average grades in case the school decided to hold bad marks against her. After about fifteen minutes she put her quill down and cracked her knuckles. Already it felt like a good time for a break. She had to work off some energy, and without a broom to do it with, she decided to strip down to her white button up shirt, remove her tie, and go for a run around the pitch.
If she was lucky, she would find another way to work off her energy.[ooc: and no you wonderful pervs that doesn't just mean sexually]
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