Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5297572-20160911205952/@comment-26971388-20160924215049

Al sighed. He was the oldest Charming sibling, from a long line of very prestigious purebloods, and had just watched two of his younger siblings get sorted into Ravenclaw. None of his siblings had joined him in Gryffindor and he hoped the next sibling to be admitted into Hogwarts would.

Al got lost really easily and was glad when he finally reached the Gryffindor common room and told the Fat Lady the password. He grabbed his Firebolt, which his parents had only bought him last year, and tried to navigate his way to the Quidditch pitch. He had made the Gryffindor Quidditch team in the 2nd year and was glad to finally be able to play again.