Hope wandered around looking at the sky. She had just left the playground. She was 11 now and she thought that it would've still been fun to play on the playground, but it just wasn't as fun as it use to be. So she wandered around. She saw the whomping willow but didn't want to get hit by the branches so she started towards the bridge. As she got closer there were some students around, but one in particular caught her eye. It was Spencer! He was drawing. He is an amazing artist. She thought to herself.

She didn't want to spook him so she mad sure to call his name out a little further down the bridge. "Hey Spencer!" She waved and smiled at him. She didn't want to disturb him while he was drawing, but she wanted to see him too.

So she walked up to him and sat down beside him looking at his drawing. "Oh Merlin that's fantastic already! You pay close attention to detail." She gave him a peck on the cheek and inched away to give him a little room to move his arms so he could continue drawing. She pulled out her trusty book. And began to read.