 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
If there was one class that made Abey feel all warm and fuzzy inside - even though it made him freezing cold and BRRRRRR on the outside - it was flying. THIS was something he KNEW how to DO. Even Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms and Transfiguration had aspects to them that Abey struggled with, but not flying. This class was ALL practical, and it was something Abey had been doing since he could hold onto a broom, which meant it was something he could DO.
And - AND - he had proved himself capable too, this last summer. He had proved he was TEAM-worthy when it came to flying.
AND. ANNNDDNDNDNDNNDNDDDDDDD, THIS year he wasn't a first year anymore, which meant his OWN BROOM.
But better than anything else, this class was taking place outside. Abey had his problems with outside, mainly the fact that it was always so cold, but being inside the castle had started to make him feel jittery. For reasons.
Out to the pitch he strolled - practically skipped - to join the growing crowd of students. Abey scanned everyone's faces, looking for the old man face which belonged to the profes-... uhh... groundskeeper? Professor? ... That One Guy. It was actually only a few moments before he thought to look to the skies, and saw him hovering up there... like that.
"Cool!" Abey exclaimed, before hop-skip-jumping over to Théo - broom in hand - and giving him a nudge. "Betcha I can stay on my broom like that for longer than you can," he declared, pointing up at... That One Guy, and flashing his friend a characteristic toothy grin. |