Originally Posted by affy7ann

Tayla rushed out to the Quidditch pitch after grabbing a broom from the shed. She breathed in the cool air and tried to remember everything her Mum taught her. "I want to make you proud, Mum," she said softly. Her Mum used to play as keeper for the Gryffindor team. Tayla wanted to join the team, too, as a chaser. She needed to practice before the try-outs.

Tayla mounted her broom carefully, inhaled and exhaled in excitement, and kicked off from the ground. She was a good flyer, just like her Mum. "But I wish I had my own broom!" she thought aloud, still grinning as she felt the wind in her face. "Please oh please let me in the Gryffindor team..." she prayed.