 3 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry really was enjoying this challenge, especially with him using it as a way to practice his chaser skills. Catching at a moment's notice while dodging more "bludgers" than usual and having so many people in the air that it was almost like an obstacle course was great for his hand-eye coordination and general multi-tasking. It was good that Quidditch was one place that he could really keep his focus.
He hadn't seen if Daisy had caught the last quaffle he had thrown to her as he was busy trying not to get hit in the face with that last quaffle. And now he was watching for another ball coming his way that he could catch while he wove in and out of his classmates on their brooms. But he caught Daisy out of the corner of his eye as she flew up beside him.
That was an easy pass and he caught it with quickly. And he was about to fly around to pass it back to her when he heard his name. Huh? Oh! His knees gripping his broom, he instinctively reached out with his free arm, narrowly catching that quaffle too as he was nearly knocked off balance and dropping it in the process.
"What am I supposed to do with two?" he asked, laughing, as he regained his balance and threw the initial quaffle to her. But he had to admit that did keep him on his toes. It was just too bad he dropped it because catching two would be a pretty neat trick. "On second thought.. let's try that again.." Could he catch two at a time? Could Daisy catch two at a time?
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |