 5 - 10/10 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Actually, maybe Abey was now getting a little over-confident, a bit too big for his broom. His antics, now that he was more comfortable with the activity AND the fact that he could keep up with the older students, were probably not that far off from showing off. Of course, all HE was bothered about was having fun, and getting a challenge, and the best way for that to happen was to make things all the more difficult. And the BEST part? Abey had all but forgotten about the cold.
He had started attempting to race the quaffles, which actually WAS pretty fun actually. With one, he started at one end of the pitched and raced it ALLLLLLL the way back up to the other end, before putting on a burst of speed right at the last second, overtaking the bright red ball, looping back and giving it a hearty KICK, which sent it soaring off in the direction it had just come from. Abey watched it for a moment, long enough to see that it had adjusted its course and headed for someone else instead. With that, he slalomed between the goalposts and continued his laps.
What was that? Seven? No... eight? Eight sounded right, if Abey was remembering right, though... well, his memory wasn't exactly his best asset. BUT YES. EIGHT. Just two more then. Easy peasy.
Maybe not that easy, because Abey was already starting to get distracted with daydreaming about other things. Despite the fact that he LOVED flying and was doing just that right now, he started thinking back to times he and Théo had mucked about on their brooms, and fantasising about Derf joining them and having a wicked time actually!
Distracted as he was by imagining that situation and how much FUN they would have, Abey forgot to pay attention to what he was actually doing actually. While he was flying pretty much on autopilot, he couldn't be ALERT on autopilot at all, so it was only by pure luck that he happened to adjust his course on his broom just as a quaffle tried to whack him in the face. TRIED! Because Abey just HAPPENED to move out of the way in time and avoided it, though he felt it whistling past his hair it was so close.
..... THAT TOTALLY COUNTED THOUGH. He was counting it totally actually.
Now for the last one. And actually Abey wanted it to be a REALLY SPECIAL AND IMPRESSIVE one actually, but he was very quickly learning that (shock!) (horror!) he didn't always get what he wanted.
Except that actually by the way he had learnt that the hard way, the day he had been sorted into Gryffindor.
Except that actually he had also known for quite a long time before that actually that he didn't always get what he wanted but ACTUALLY SHUT UP BECAUSE HE WAS TRYING TO BE DRAMATIC HERE.
Anyways, no such special or impressive displays occurred. Instead what actually happened was that, as Abey looped around the goalposts yet again, he was taken by surprise by - of course obviously actually - another quaffle. Giving a startled YELP, he reacted on instinct to protect his FACE, and released his broom to give the quaffle a SWIFT AND MIGHTY RIGHT HOOK. It sailed away, bouncing off of the stands and back into the fray, but leaving him alone.
Oooooh, all done? That was ten, wasn't it?
Abey CELEBRATED by doing a super sneaky (except not) set of loop-the-loops to express his enthusiasm.
And then hoped that nobody had seen, just in case they weren't supposed to do that. Ahem.
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