Post by Emma Delaceur on May 4, 2008 13:11:16 GMT -5
Emma slowly walked down the castle steps, her Nimbos 2001 in hand. It was dark out, but she was sure the moonlight would give her enough light to practice by. After a few minutes of walking she reached the Quidditch Pitch.
Emma gently pushed her long brown hair out of her eyes, and mounted her broomstick. She pushed off hard from the ground, and flew up into the air. Gliding effortlessly around the goal posts she smiled.
Emma gently pushed her long brown hair out of her eyes, and mounted her broomstick. She pushed off hard from the ground, and flew up into the air. Gliding effortlessly around the goal posts she smiled.