Post by Tabitha Lawson on Jan 17, 2007 15:36:01 GMT 10
Tabitha Diane Lawson
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
January, Fourth Year
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
January, Fourth Year
I put my application in for a position as a Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team last week. I wasn't sure how much competiton there would be, much less whether they would be better or worse than me, or just on an equal level, but the Captain apparently thinks that I have potential. I made the team!
It seems odd to met that I have waited for an opportunity like this since I learned what Quidditch was, and yet, now that I've finally made it, I keep checking the letter to be sure that it isn't just a dream. I even poked myself with a fork when the owl came, to be sure that I wasn't having delusions. The rest of the table (or the rest of the Great Hall, more likely) probably thought that I had lost my mind, because I started laughing out loud right after that. I think I even heard someone say something about a cursed letter. Even if I did seem a little absurd, I was ecstatic; although, I may have been a little over-enthusiastic, too.
Even though they have very little idea what Quidditch is, I was halfway through writing a letter to Mum and Dad before I remembered that Farica had not returned yet, so I had no owl except the ones from the school. I didn't really feel like explaining to the Headmaster what had happened if that owl didn't come back, either, so I threw the letter in the trash in my dormitory. I hope there is some logical reason for her absence, but it is beginning to unnerve me when I think about it now.
I still haven't told anyone else about it, but I think that Brendan noticed that something was wrong this morning at breakfast. He probably doesn't remember, though, considering that the Deputy Headmistress wanted to see him in her office shortly afterward. I hope there was nothing wrong; for a moment, I thought that she might have been coming to see me about my parents. I have never wanted to disappear more than just then, though; it was rather awkward, and I couldn't do anything, so I just sat there and pretended to eat my grapefruit even though I wasn't hungry at all.