He couldnt believe it. This day has finally come...

Vickers walks into the Great Hall, all packed and ready to go. The benefit of doing things early, although he did miss the Quidditch celebrations... which was probably for the best since he wouldnt have been such great company.

He looks up and notices the swirls of the bronze and the blue, putting a smile on his face. Yep at least in his last year in Hogwarts he can be proud to say he helped get those colors up, finally did something to do his house proud.

He hung about the doorway, waiting for a particular ginger gal to show up, thinking of catching her now before her duties as Prefect and Head Girl makes it impossible for him to get a quiet word in or two. Nestled in the crook of his arm is a gift box, its contents something he has been working on a good part of the term....