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Yourenodaisy · 09-29-2012, 09:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Grangerfn1

"You sure?" Max asked lightly, his face settling on a content grin. "Good. Let's go," he suggested, leading her by the arm down the pathway. "I assure you... there will be no falling today. At least not off a broomstick. There are little patches of ice, so be mindful of those - but I've got you." Just like last time, if she went down, they went down together. He wasn't going to let her fall without putting all his efforts into saving her. But she had nothing to worry about on the pitch.

The broomshed? Hmm... "Yes, I suppose we should stop off there first." When they were done with his... initial lesson, perhaps she might want to have a go on her own, no? So it didn't hurt to pick a spare broom up anyway. He smiled upon noticing her grip moving down his arm. Was that like a... hint? Was he supposed to take the last step there? Or was it just a kind gesture? A safety measure? Whatever the case, Max gently shook her grip down his wrist and held one hand - not laced fingers, as her mittens made that impossible... but it was a nice handhold nonetheless.

After all, it would have been weird for him to just let her hold onto his wrist the whole way, right?

“Yes,” she said, letting go of Max so she could grab the ear flaps of her hat, pulling it securely down on her head. “I’ll be fine,” she assured him, grabbing a hold of his wrist once again. A small smirk appeared on her face as he assured her that she wouldn’t fall. Em was pretty sure he had said that last time. Her smirk turned into a full smile, and her toes curled once more as Max spoke. He had her. She really like the sound of that. She quietly murmured, “I’m glad,” as a bit of redness crept into her cheeks.

He supposed so? A stop at the broom shed was seemed pretty important if she was going to try to fly some more. As Max moved her hand down into his, she looked down at their clasped hands before stealing a glance up at the boy. She gave his hand a little squeeze as they started towards the broom shed. As she walked, she found herself wondering why he had moved her hand not that she minded. It felt safe and comfortable and perfect.

09-29-2012, 09:13 PM	#299 (permalink)
Yourenodaisy Billywig Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 3,747 Hogwarts RPG Name: E M Knight Fifth Year	Hufflepuff Forever Interstellar Hitchhiker Quote: Originally Posted by Grangerfn1 "You sure?" Max asked lightly, his face settling on a content grin. "Good. Let's go," he suggested, leading her by the arm down the pathway. "I assure you... there will be no falling today. At least not off a broomstick. There are little patches of ice, so be mindful of those - but I've got you." Just like last time, if she went down, they went down together. He wasn't going to let her fall without putting all his efforts into saving her. But she had nothing to worry about on the pitch. The broomshed? Hmm... "Yes, I suppose we should stop off there first." When they were done with his... initial lesson, perhaps she might want to have a go on her own, no? So it didn't hurt to pick a spare broom up anyway. He smiled upon noticing her grip moving down his arm. Was that like a... hint? Was he supposed to take the last step there? Or was it just a kind gesture? A safety measure? Whatever the case, Max gently shook her grip down his wrist and held one hand - not laced fingers, as her mittens made that impossible... but it was a nice handhold nonetheless. After all, it would have been weird for him to just let her hold onto his wrist the whole way, right? “Yes,” she said, letting go of Max so she could grab the ear flaps of her hat, pulling it securely down on her head. “I’ll be fine,” she assured him, grabbing a hold of his wrist once again. A small smirk appeared on her face as he assured her that she wouldn’t fall. Em was pretty sure he had said that last time. Her smirk turned into a full smile, and her toes curled once more as Max spoke. He had her. She really like the sound of that. She quietly murmured, “I’m glad,” as a bit of redness crept into her cheeks. He supposed so? A stop at the broom shed was seemed pretty important if she was going to try to fly some more. As Max moved her hand down into his, she looked down at their clasped hands before stealing a glance up at the boy. She gave his hand a little squeeze as they started towards the broom shed. As she walked, she found herself wondering why he had moved her hand not that she minded. It felt safe and comfortable and perfect. __________________ So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible