Natigymnast Stories

My lungs gasp for air as I am shaken awake, my shoulders colliding with the pillow and my eyes open wide. 'Flo! FLO! Wake UP you lazy thing! Durmstrang are here! As my eyes dart around the room, I realise I am in Ravenclaw dormitory. Then, my eyes focus on the beaming figure leaning over me, who, although the sun has still not risen, I can make out as my friend, Cassie. Although I am as blind as a bat without my glasses, I know Cassie so well I can almost picture her laughing periwinkle blue eyes, the dimples in her freckled cheeks. I am more of a plain character, with greyish eyes and light brown hair. I suppose the name Flora was a way for my parents to make up for the ways in which beauty had not gifted me. It took me a few seconds to figure out why Cassie had shaken me awake like rug off of a balcony, but I realised. Durmstrang. I shoved on my uniform, not caring about the crease in my robe, or whether my tie was straight. I reached the great hall. And there they were.