Minjae waited for Mamie to pass the basketball back to him, holding the old and broken broom ready in his hands and he was about to swing it to hit the ball again when a strong gust of wind made the ball change direction and the Hufflepuff hit a miss. ”Oh come on!” stupid wind. This was also Rosier and his stupid goons fault.

But despite the terrible broomsticks, the weather against their favor and the fact that he couldn’t even fly , Minjae was actually having a bit of fun? It had been a long time since he had enjoyed a lesson as a muggleborn. Sure, the feeling of being watched from somewhere (he was positive that The Hoods were somewhere close by, watching and reporting) was not something he could shake off but still. A good lesson this had been.

He wasn’t sweating that much because he was in decent condition but his cheeks were flushed red from running and the unexpected wind earlier. The seventh year looked healthy and happy for a change.

Jogging back to the professor when he called for them, Minjae looked at Ash and softly clapped his hands for her for winning a …apple? That was a load of , stay calm Minjae, stay calm. ”Here Professor” he said while handing him the non-magical broom. ”I’m sorry for lashing out earlier, i shouldn’t have done that” he admitted, looking down at the ground because he was embarrassed. The activity had calmed him down a bit …for now… ”…Is there a way i can learn broom surfing though? “ he asked quietly though he wasn’t keeping his hopes up. ”I mean, i’ve been wanting to learn that for forever now and…” he bit the inside of his cheek before he sighed. ”Nevermind, i’ll get a chance after i graduate”

Siiiiiigh