 Fluttery Pegasi
Flying lessons were open to third years! Third. Years! This was the best news Hadley had recieved all week. So, naturally, she was one of the first to arrive. She probably would have been first if she hadn't had to trek up to the tower to get her broom, then trek all the way back down. It was only then she realized she could have just summoned Langley, her broom.
Speaking of brooms, how was Charlie, the hogwarts broom she rode her first year? Hads did feel a pang of regret and guilt she wasn't riding him anymore, but Langley was a terribly jealous broom. Still it was hard to say which broom she connected with more, Langley, or Charlie.
Once Hadley had caught her breath again, she straightened up and waved to the Professor. "Hey, Professor McLeod." That felt weird to say.
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