Post by Winona Smith on Apr 8, 2007 1:27:55 GMT -5
Winnie walked to the Quidditch pitch with a smile on her face, and a broom in hand. The day was a bright but, cloudy day. Winnie smiled as the bright light shined upon her warm cheeks. She hadn't felt such a huge urge to go flying, as she did only minutes ago. As her feet led her closer to the Quidditch pitch, she couldn't help but smile.
As she entered the Pitch, she gripped her broom even tighter. She walked to the middle of the pitch and just stood there admiring how it felt to be totally alone. Winnie mounted the broom, she closed her eyes while she took off. She was flying at the lowest speed possible, she loved the feel of the wind hitting her face.
When she opened her eyes she couldn't help but, gasp at the amazing beauty she saw before her. It was trees scattered for as far as the eye could see. She was higher than the stadium, actually several yards higher. She just floated there for several moments, taking in the beauty.
Winnie slowly spiraled down several feet, until she was in the middle of the pitch. As she had spiraled down she heard a voice call to her. When she didn't hear or see anyone, she flew further down, until she was only feet from the ground. Then before she got off her broom she felt a tap on her shoulder.
As she entered the Pitch, she gripped her broom even tighter. She walked to the middle of the pitch and just stood there admiring how it felt to be totally alone. Winnie mounted the broom, she closed her eyes while she took off. She was flying at the lowest speed possible, she loved the feel of the wind hitting her face.
When she opened her eyes she couldn't help but, gasp at the amazing beauty she saw before her. It was trees scattered for as far as the eye could see. She was higher than the stadium, actually several yards higher. She just floated there for several moments, taking in the beauty.
Winnie slowly spiraled down several feet, until she was in the middle of the pitch. As she had spiraled down she heard a voice call to her. When she didn't hear or see anyone, she flew further down, until she was only feet from the ground. Then before she got off her broom she felt a tap on her shoulder.
