Originally Posted by Charely Potter

"Now, one of you will be the designated driver of the carriage, controlling the reins to steer them.." Remaining blank-faced, "There will be obstacles out there so to protect yourself the other one will be in charge of blasting away the the piles of snow. Don't even think about trying to fly these Winged Horses, they've been trained not to in this situation." Now smiling a little, "First two teams that make it to the end will earn extra points." Taking hold on the reins, waiting until Professor Fuller got on, he tugged on the reins. "Annnnnnd, go!" And they were off. "See you at the finish line."

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

That was it? A few grumbles and he was set to steer? It was either the years had made Mo passive or they'd made him more accepting of her unyielding will once she'd put her mind to something. Whatever it was it was for the best otherwise they'd be stuck arguing. "Lighten up Mo." Lex said, noting the sour expression. She hadn't meant to upset him....only to get her way, which she did. "He'll listen to you more, you're the one that did the nuzzling bit. He likes you." And she liked making things go BOOM. It was the perfect compromise.

Alexa leaned forward as the carriage began to move, nothing so far but then they weren't going all that fast to begin with. Did this horse know how to sprint? Did it know they were in a race they were trying to win?

"Get him to put some pep in his step, did you see Thompson zoom off like that? He's got the righ idea." Clearly he did. The idea of winning. The extra points weren't so much her fascination, nah, they were just there. It was the WINNING. The Gryffindor happened to like it, go figure.

While they trotted on she kept her eyes peeled for anything that might mess them up, though at this speed she didn't figure much harm could come to them. "You think the snow will be enchanted? Give us something to do outside of perfecting our aim?"

Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

That was his cue, the Gryffindor snapping the reins and sending them off onto the path they would go and whatever lay ahead .

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Their abraxan was pulling them along rather well, the third year giving the flying horse a decent amount of freedom. Still he had some control in case it was needed. Soon enough there was a huge pile of snow in their way and Benny slowed them a little to allow a reaction. However there had been no way to guide the abraxan around it so he was glad when Adi took action and blasted it away.

The team bumping slightly in the carriage as he picked up speed again and they rolled over the remnants of the snow pile.