Post by Megan on May 26, 2006 8:49:10 GMT -5
Megan gave two small, almost sheepish smiles as encouragement was called out to her from both Aednat and Sylph. Thankfully the uptight looking girl kept her comments to herself, but the brunette girl could already imagine just what she was saying. Not one to be put out, Megan watched the ball so she was ready for the next one that came her way, for there was bound to be one.
Aednat threw the ball to Sylph who caught it easily and aimed the ball in the red-haired girl's direction. Almost too quickly, the red orb was flying her way again. It looked as though the ball was going to fall right into her hands. As it came closer, and closer, without thinking, Megan lifted both hands off the broom... and promtly fell off.
Screaming, Megan dropped the ball and scrambled around in her pockets to try and find her wand. The ground was getting closer, but so was her broom. Just as she had reached her wand, Accio broom! was screamed, and the object got closer until Megan was about eight feet off the ground. Coming underneath the small girl, the broomstick lifted her up a little. Shakily, Megan lowered it to the ground again and climbed off to sit on the floor. The Quaffle had landed not too far away, but the Gryffindor girl didn't notice.
She may have been able to fly a broomstick okay compared to some of the others in her class, but maybe she wasn't cut out for Quidditch.
Lowering her head onto denim clad knees, Megan tried to regain her breathing and calm her heartbeat down. She would go back up in a few minutes, she just needed to catch her breath...
Aednat threw the ball to Sylph who caught it easily and aimed the ball in the red-haired girl's direction. Almost too quickly, the red orb was flying her way again. It looked as though the ball was going to fall right into her hands. As it came closer, and closer, without thinking, Megan lifted both hands off the broom... and promtly fell off.
Screaming, Megan dropped the ball and scrambled around in her pockets to try and find her wand. The ground was getting closer, but so was her broom. Just as she had reached her wand, Accio broom! was screamed, and the object got closer until Megan was about eight feet off the ground. Coming underneath the small girl, the broomstick lifted her up a little. Shakily, Megan lowered it to the ground again and climbed off to sit on the floor. The Quaffle had landed not too far away, but the Gryffindor girl didn't notice.
She may have been able to fly a broomstick okay compared to some of the others in her class, but maybe she wasn't cut out for Quidditch.
Lowering her head onto denim clad knees, Megan tried to regain her breathing and calm her heartbeat down. She would go back up in a few minutes, she just needed to catch her breath...