Far down from where The Grey Lady floated, an owl that Sami recognized as her fathers, swooped down to the Ravenclaw table, skidding slightly as it reached her lap. Cautiously, it dropped a rather large, slender package into her lap, She grinned widely, overjoyed at what the package contained inside of its brown wrapping. There were a few holes here and there, allowing her to peek through and catch a glimpse of its contents. Withough a simgle thought, she tore through the paper, greedily, having waited for its contents for over a week, now. When it had been unraveled, she held it in her arms, like a newborn child. "It's here, it's here! It's finally here!"
On her lap (along with the shredded package,) sat her Cleensweep 7, mostly new and clean. It even had that new broom smell! (Though, she'd never smelt a new broom before.) She hugged it, then suddenly let go, realizing some people were staring. She had only just gotten a broom this year, having no incentive to own one the previous years. And no money. But, seeing as she was never one to be closed-minded, she decided to opt for a new hobby: Quidditch. Even though she had never ridden on a broom before, she wanted to give it a try. If she hated it or just plain sucked, she could sell it to some first year. Money was money, and it was not to be wasted in the Criss household.
