Ch3: A Hidden Treasure
"Wait up, Clay!" Noah laughed. Clay picked up his pace, sprinting down their usual trail. "Gonna have to catch me!" He spared a glance behind his shoulder. Noah was the slowest runner he'd ever met. "Noah!" Finally, Noah appeared at the crest of the trail, and hobbled the last few feet down the slope where clay was waiting for him. Clay rolled his eyes. Noah did have an excuse for being a slow runner. He had a condition which made it so that his heart couldn't spread blood to the different parts of his body fast enough to run, so if he ran too fast for too long, he collapsed. Another reason his father(who was not Clay's father) wanted to keep an eye on him all the time. Noah was finally old enough to attend Hogwarts, but thanks to his father, he wouldn't be able to. Still, Clay loved racing with Noah because he knew he'd always win. He never pushed Noah to close to his limit, though. Noah seemed to have cau