|Megan Jones (keepingjones) wrote in wished,|
@ 2009-09-20 10:33:00
|Entry tags:||!1997: 09, !incomplete, !open, megan jones|
September 20, 1997 - Sunday
Characters: Megan Jones & Open
Setting: The Grounds. Sunday Afternoon. 2:30-ish.
Summary: Megan is lounging in the sun - someone joins her.
Ah, Sundays - the time for rest and worship. Megan had come to adore Hogwarts Sundays for two reasons. One was that she wasn't forced out of bed at an ungodly hour and ushered off to church by her muggle mother. The second was the fact that she could usually count on the grounds being relatively uncrowded what with the majority tending to homework for the following day of classes.
Unfortunately, that last statement hadn't been entirely true today. With quidditch trials rounded on them quick the Pitch was always occupied by someone. In fact the best time for the Hufflepuff to get on the pitch with few disturbances was to wake up early and do a morning workout that suited her well enough. This, of course, usually left most of the afternoon free.
Today, that free time was given to laying about on the plush Hogwarts grounds. There was a flat surface just between the west courtyard and the lake. The weather wasn't too terrible today, in fact it was decent enough to sport a pair of muggle shorts and her red, "I ♥ Beckham" t-shirt. Despite the fact that she didn't root for Manchester on a regular basis...she definitely made an exception when it came to watching the twenty-two year old football god play any day of the week.
With her own football tucked between her feet, the seventh year Hufflepuff laid sprawled on the grass. Her left arm was shielding the sun from her eyes as she made a point to partake in an afternoon of cloud watching. Half-way through the task someone seemed to deem it appropriate to join her - or at least hover over her. Their face silhouetted by the sun at first, Megan squinted against the light and greeted them in general. "Wotcher?"