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Sophia probably would have been better off apparating; for one it involved much less risks of being seen by muggles. Not to mention that flying a broom also messed up her chocolate hair. But the thirty year old shopkeeper had chosen broom as her method of traveling because frankly, she missed it. She hadn't ridden her broom in over a year and honestly, she wasn't concerned with being seen since her disillusionment charm was quite up to par.
The only thing that troubled Sophia was the fact that she wasn't particularly certain about where the North York Moors were. And since she was supposed to arrive early to start selling some beauty potions, but didn't know where she was going, theoretically she should have used apparition or portkey to travel. Well not portkey, because she'd rather die than take portkey, as she recalled from her last experience which was quite nauseating.
Scoping the area below - with care even though she was disillusioned - she squinted into the distance below. This was she was NOT a seeker; finding things was not her cup of tea. Beating, on the other hand . . . Pressing her lips together, she shook her hair back. Even though it was all windblown, she missed this part of flying. And then ... she saw it! Thrilled, she flew down below and landed on the Moor where the broom check was, waiting her turn to be admitted.
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______________So much is happening to me. So much that I can't even see.
So many words of wisdom that I am trying to be. It'll be in my own time. |