View From Below

Bridget made her way down to the Quidditch pitch after she had breakfast, it was a cool saturday morning with a light mist hanging over the grounds. Since the young girl had found out about the wizarding game of Quidditch, she had been doing much reading on the subject

As she entered the pitch she made her way to the grand stands, she looked around the enormous field trying to take everything in. The blonde felt her fingers begin to tingle as she looked up at the goal posts, she hopped that next year she would try out for the Hufflepuff team.

Though the young girl knew she would have to get in as much flying practice as possible, considering her disastrous first attempt at flying a few week's back.