Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
The students began leaving the stands and the celebration continued on the field, but soon, Gryffindor’s celebration was cut short. Whispering of Colin Creevey’s petrification had reached the pitch. A few Gryffindor students looked panicked as they whispered to some of the players. Instantly, the smiles began washing off of the Gryffindor players’ faces. When the news had reached Aaron, the smile wiped clean off of his face. Colin Creevey had been petrified- one of their own. Colin was a first year Gryffindor and one of the photographers- the very ones Aaron had pointed to as he scored one of his goals. Suddenly, the Gryffindors weren’t so happy anymore. One of their own, and someone as cute and innocent as young eleven year old first year Colin Creevey had been attacked.