When your shoulders are parallel to the sideline.

Elmo,

Today i only had band practice til 10:30 which was pretty awesome plus my mom was helping out in the band room so i had to stay a little later and one of the instructors that helps the french horns had brought homemade cheesecake for them but only like 5 out the the 16 stayed after so i got a piece and it was amazing, probably one of the best that i have ever had!

So i have a little bit of my fanfiction written and since you are my general idea beta im going to write what i got ( it starts the summer before fifth year),

It was a hot summer in Little Whinging. Harry Potter was laying in the shade of the oak tree of his Uncle's house trying to escape the heat. His guardians had given him a list of chores to do outside earlier that morning, he had finished them all but stayed outside to avoid more chores. As he was laying there staring at the sky he was worrying about what was happening to the place he truly belonged. You see, Harry Potter was no ordinary boy, he was a wizard and not just any wizard but the one and only Boy-Who-Lived. He hadn't received any news about the wizarding world since You-Know-Who had returned during the last task of the triwizard tournament at the end of his fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Even the few letters that his best friend's, Ron and Hermione, were vague and he felt as though there was something being held back. This frustrated him greatly. Now as his anger was festering and he was deep in thought of what could being going on that people couldnt tell him he was startled by a loud vehicle approaching his way. He sat up and saw that it was a moving van. It pulled into the driveway of the house across the street and he vaguely recalled that earlier that summer the neighbors, the Hayes', had moved. Before the moving van parked he heard his uncle yelling at him at slowly approached the house that he had dreaded entering as long as he could remember.


I need help with the rest so please text or email me if you have any suggestions on how to have him meet the neighbors or if you know what we would be the better of the options that i gave you last post.


Sincerely,

Cookie Monster