The quidditch season wasn't quite over, but Hufflepuff had played their last game of the year which meant that the next opportunity Toby had to play would be when he was a second year, if of course he made it back onto the team. But his dream of becoming a professional quidditch player was still strong, and he was still determined to get as much solo flying practice in as he possibly could. Plus it was exercise and stuff, which was like... homework or something.

Tobias collected one of the faster school brooms (he now knew which ones were the better ones to pick, he'd flown on nearly all of them) and headed to the pitch at a time when he was pretty sure there were no practices on.

Finding the pitch reasonably empty, Tobias mounted the broom and kicked off, but then merely hovered about 6ft or so from the ground, thinking of what kind of practice he was going to do. Simply flying back and forth was boring... maybe he could practice a few tricks. Even some dives! Hadn't he been reading about a few awesome quidditch moves recently?

Hmmmm... maybe he should have thought of this earlier and written something down.