*1st Year* Richard A. Maxwell {Gryffindor}

-The Human Bouncy Ball-
As birds began to hum the sweet tunes of summer, Richard laid on a bed of grass far off into the playground under a large tree in the village of Balsham, England. As the sun began to beat down him through the shaded tree. A voice could be heard in the distance.
“Oi…Richard mom has been looking for you. She said that you need to help with cleaning up. Dad should be back soon from his trip to Hawaii.” the voice said with sternness to it. This was Cassandra standing at the age of 12. She has long, wavy dark brown hair that she keeps neatly tied back when studying or trying to be bossy. Her eyes are an icy blue, sharp and observant which always gave Richard the sense of being always protected or watched like a hawk.
“I will be down Cassandra, I just wanted to do something before going back.” Richard said with a bit of excitement in his voice.
“As always. What is it this time?” Cassandra said with a scowl.
“Do you remember when we were younger you lost your favorite stuffed animal because some kids in the village were making fun of you?” Richard said as he slowly got up.
“Your point…..I do remember it meant a lot but, I grew up. What do you think..”
Before Cassandra could finish her sentence Richard was already climbing up the tree. Richards' determination to get the item back for his sister outweighed the cries she was emitting.
“Are you sure about this?” Cassandra asked, standing below with her face looking concerned and full of worry. “This is stupid why don't you get down before you get hurt. It's my job to watch over you.”
“I am already going up so I am pretty sure. Plus I never told you to watch me!” Richard yelled back down. “You're my sister, if you keep looking after me, who will look after you?.”
Cassandra sighed and did a small grin. “You could've just waited for Dad to get it down.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
As the sun began to set Richard's slow accent began to get difficult as time went on. Sweat could be felt on his brow as reached out his hand to grab a branch.
“Almos…..”
CRACK!
A branch snapped under his foot. Richard barely had time to react before his leg caught another branch. Luckily he didn't weigh too much or he would have gone through several more branches.
A gasp could be heard from below and words was said however, Richard was too far up to hear her anymore.
The doll that Cassandra cherished so much was just within reach now, perched between two branches. Richard to his right arm off the branch that he was using to pull himself out to reach for the doll.
“Almost there…just a little more…YES!!!”
Richard's hand grabbed the doll but, before he could rejoice his eyes met with several eyes gazing back at him and before his mind could process the event feathers went everywhere. Seems Richard stumbled upon a flock of pigeons resting in the tree close to the doll.
“AAGH!”
Richard lost his grip and the snapping of branches could be heard all the way down the tree. Richard could feel several of limbs hit the branches with a lot of force; it felt like it wouldn't end.
“RICHARD!” Cassandra shrieked in horror.
Richard could feel almost every bone was going to break in his body before suddenly a wave of blue energy blasted out from his core.
BOOM!
Right before Richard had hit the ground his body began to inflate like a ballon rather quickly.
BOING……BOING.
Richard hit the ground like a rubber ball, bounced ten feet into the air, and continued his descent down to their house.
“CASSANDRA, HELP!”
His sister, who had been rushing toward him in panic, Richard bounced over the wall, narrowly missed a very confused garden gnome, and sprang off a hedge before finally coming to a very undignified stop in the family flower bed.
Cassandra was wheezing while trying to say “Are…..you…o…..kay?”
Richard groaned, spitting out dirt and flower petals, his voice sounding like a squeaky mouse. “Yea, I just can't really move.”
Of course, the commotion had drawn attention. Their mother came rushing to the side, saw Richard looking like he’d fought the garden and lost, and immediately demanded answers on what happened.
Cassandra, still choking on laughter from the funny voice, managed to explain what happened with a few lies so that Richard didn’t get into too much trouble.
Eleanor sighed, pinched the bridge of her nose, and muttered, “Just like his father.”
“Hey.” Richard called out to Cassandra after he got chewed out by their mother. As Cassandra turned around Richard threw the doll so it landed in her hands perfectly. “Worth it.” Richard smiled as Cassandra ruffled his hair a bit. “Stupid but, worth it.” As she holds her doll tightly.