<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/_Drake_1_zpse7e41e45.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Xavier Drake<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Box 2<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Ravenclaw<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year / Quidditch Chaser<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>Sept. 1, 1988, Approx 11<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Oh a bird..wait no<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>James, Chandler, Alisha, Anna<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Homework and rp..yay!</div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It didn't take long until Xavier had lost interest again and the random thoughts took place in his head, the soft hum escaping his lips once more. Although he seemed to be off in la-la land, he was actually thinking of class and the students around him at the moment. His light blue eyes started to look over each person slowly and started with James, then moved to Chandler, Alisha, and lastly Anna. Two of them were great Quidditch players, his good friends as well, while Alisha and Anna were quite new to him. He didn't know much about them, especially Anna.<br/><br/>Shaking his head, he snapped back out of his trance as Chandler spoke and offered a wide grin.<strong>"I never get in trouble, I'm an angel. See!"</strong>He laughed as he drew a make believe halo over his head.<strong>"I have to agree with Chandler though James, you will have to play it during practice, I doubt anybody would complain and if they do..."</strong>Lifting his right hand up as he finished his last sentence, he made a thumbs up but put his thumb to his neck and slowly drew it across his throat while laughing.