Nothing else to do but practice (Open)

[Harry James Potter]

Harry got up early Saturday and opened his eyes and thought what he was going to do that day but he couldn't think of anything. But he couldn't think of anything so he tried to go back to sleep after an hour he decided to give up and get up. Harry lifted himself up and stretch what felt like a mile he made his bed and went to his trunk to get some clothes.

Harry put his robe on and went down to take a shower when he got to the showers nobody was there which believe me was a good thing. After taking his shower he put on his new clothes that he had bought he needed some bad harry went to the window and looked down a the qudditch pitch. Harry had nothing better to do then go and practice his skills he grabbed his broom and went to the pitch.

He got on his broom and went into the air he loved flying the air flowing threw his hair.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco woke up early on the first day of the weekend. Looking around the room he noticed that Crabbe and Goyle were still asleep. Great, he thought standing up and grabbing his robes from his trunk. He didn't even try to be quiet as he walked out of the dorm, slamming the door. After showering he took his broom from his trunk and ran down to the grounds.

He had thought, actually hoped that he would have time to practice alone. Not that he needed it. He just loved to fly. Yet, to his disgust when he reached the Pitch someone was there. Not just anyone either. Potter. He looked up at him, grinning slyly. "Hey Potter! Where's your girlfriend and the mudblood?"