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crimsonlion 
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.
Spencer heard a familiar voice and looked up and seen Hope and smiled brightly at her.
"Hey Beautiful, how are you this fine and beautiful day?"said Spencer giving her a soft warm smile. Spencer blushed and smiled.
"Thanks, I try to make it as realistic as possible, as if the pperson who's looking at it was there. " said Spencer simply. Spencer bbelieved that color was everything in a drawing or painting, it showed so much emotions and feelings just looking at the colors, obviously this drawing was bbright and happy. Although if you look at Spencer's drawings he had drawings from happy to sad, but lately his drawings been happy and full of life, since he met Hope they been that way.
Spencer noticed she was reading a book and looked up from his drawing curiousof the book she was reading.
"What are you reading? "Spencer asked her. Spencer read books as well, he loved mystery books and fictional books, he read these books the most for they were the most interesting to him. Although Spencer was a Gryffindor at heart, he had bits of every house in him, but then he thought that everyone did. Even if they didn't want to admit it, everyone had pieces of every house in them.