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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 17, 2007 17:54:54 GMT
Vanessa Valentine had done the unthinkable, she was wearing pants for the first time in her entire life. Her parents would just about die if they saw her like this, borrowed broomstick in hand. She wasn't allowed five feet from a broomstick either, which, well, wasn't exactly fair. Young lady's weren't supposed to wear pants and ride broomsticks. It just wasn't how her aristocratic world worked. She smoothed her hands over her black pants.. And what was this? She was wearing sneaker-like shoes aswell!? Oh, dear Lord. This was certainly a first.
"Ok, here it goes," she said with a deep breath, applying some more lip gloss to her lips. She placed one leg on each side of the broomstick, but found herself too scared to take off. |
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Post by matty on Jun 17, 2007 18:10:26 GMT
Matty stood underneath a big tree, watching a girl that he knew as Vanessa Valentine attempt to ride a broomstick. He knew that this girl had come from an aristocratic lifestyle and he was pretty sure that she wasn't supposed to be riding it. He turned his head, checking that there weren't other poeple around them. There wasn't. He sighed, walking towards the scene.
He was behind the girl now. Again he sighed. "Well, well, well...Vanessa Valentine on a broomstick. Never thought I would see the day this girl would dare to actually wear pants, either." he said with a small smile.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 17, 2007 18:17:55 GMT
A small pout curved across her lips when she heard a voice from behind. She could have sworn everyone was at Hogsmeade on this afternoon, but she was so apparently wrong. "I don't see as how it's any of your buisiness," she said, turning on her heels to have a good look at him. Vanessa stayed silent for a moment or two, the finally conjured the words beneath her tongue. "Look, do you know how to ride a broomstick or not?" |
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Post by matty on Jun 17, 2007 18:32:14 GMT
So Matt had frightened her? Maybe not, but still, he chuckled. She had asked him if he knew how to ride a broomstick. Of course he did, what kind of wizard didn't? His nucle had taught him when he was four years old. He had grown very good since then. Maybe he should try out for the Quidditch team. Hmmm...maybe not.
"Of course I do. Who doesn't? Oh, wait...you don't. Anyways. First you mount the broom. Then you take off. But before you do, allow me to go get my broom. There;s no way I can teach you how to ride without demonstrating first..." he said, still smiling curtly. "Accio Broom." he mumbled, waiting for his broom to arrive. He had mastered wandless magic. It was so easy. He heard his broom flying towards him. When it was behind him, he jumped up and landed with two feet on the broom. It was speeding towards the sky with him on it. He sat and turned it around, stopping in front of Vanessa. "And by the way, I am Matt Everage."
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