by Jess technically wasn't meant to be flying. The doctor had said so. But if she was going to try the whole "going outside and not being such a full-time inside hermit" thing, she was going to do it her way. The fun way.
The way the wind blew her hair back softly as she walked down to the Quidditch pitch, for once a smile on her face and making those god-awful dimples of hers appear. Her hair was pretty messy, and not flat-ironed. It was curly and natural, but tied back into a tight ponytail that resembled a tree on the back of her head.
With the broom her dad had brought her in her right hand, she reached the pitch. A grin broke out on her face at how much she'd wanted to be here before, but never really could be bothered to make the journey. She mounted the broom and took off, flying slowly at first just around.
The wind in her hair and herself in the air took away every single care of the last few months.
The way the wind blew her hair back softly as she walked down to the Quidditch pitch, for once a smile on her face and making those god-awful dimples of hers appear. Her hair was pretty messy, and not flat-ironed. It was curly and natural, but tied back into a tight ponytail that resembled a tree on the back of her head.
With the broom her dad had brought her in her right hand, she reached the pitch. A grin broke out on her face at how much she'd wanted to be here before, but never really could be bothered to make the journey. She mounted the broom and took off, flying slowly at first just around.
The wind in her hair and herself in the air took away every single care of the last few months.
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