 Post 4 - double post with permission - lalala Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Alright, so he was up on the roof and he really just needed to get to the other roof. If he had his wand, now he would use it to cast arresto momentum on himself just in case he fell. But he didn't have his wand, he only had his brain and his hands and his legs, and he was just going to have to take a flying leap of faith to make it onto the next roof.
Taking a deep breath, Davie mumbled, "you can do it," to himself, and then backed up to get a running start. Once he landed on the next roof, he was just going to have to keep going until he got to the flag. Right? Right. There was nothing to it. Davie crouched down, imagining he was a Muggle track star, and then took off at the imagined sound of a wand going off. He tried to pump his little legs as fast as he could, running running running running running and then he was flying, straight over the edge of the roof, and landing onto the next one.
HE'D DID IT! He had DONE IT! WOW! WOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!
Now... uh, three more to go? Davie caught his breath but before he lost his courage, took off for the next roof. This one was easier, since it was closer, and then kept running for the next one. The gap between these roofs was larger, and he almost fell, but made it on with one leg and caught himself, both feet on the roof, before he tripped and fell off.
Whew. Davie could SEE the flag within his grasp. It was just one rooftop away. All he had to do was make it over there. Problem was, that gap... was not jumpable. He'd have to shimmy on down to the gutter, hang off, and try to swing onto the next gutter edge. Eeek. It was nervewracking just to think about... but he wasn't about to quit now. He'd never know what could have been without trying.
Trying to keep his breathing calm and regular, Davie slowly clambered down to the edge of the roof, turning so his legs were down first, and allowed himself to dangle off the gutter. He inched his hands along the gutter edge, determined to get this over as quickly as possible, and trying to pretend he was only about six feet off the ground like on the monkey bars. He edged all the way along to the very bottom of the trim, and then started swinging himself so he'd have enough momentum to swing onto the next gutter. Swinging... swinging... swinging... HERE HE WENT!
And.... CAUGHT IT, one-handed. Davie gulped for breath and put his other hand on the gutter, slowly using all his strength to pull himself up from the edge and onto the roof proper. He scrambled up to the flag and grabbed it, then hugged it, hugged it tight, and sat down firmly on the roof.
HE WAS DONE. He'd made it. He'd done it quickly (or so he thought) and without much over-thinking, for him. So. There it was, professor, there it was.
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