 Emmeline/open! Fluttery Pegasi
Second year meant she could bring her own broom, finally. And apparently, if what she'd heard, it also meant a better chance of playing Quidditch too! Hogwarts apparently had four teams. Four! One for each house, Dizzy guessed. Quidditch would be a good way for her to stand out apart from her sister. And hey, who knows, maybe it would be her thing, like dancing was Runa's!
But for that, she needed just the right broom. Which was exactly the issue. Why did they make so many brooms? How was a girl supposed to pick the right broom when there was so many? Dizzy glared annoyed at the aisles of endless of broom, as if willing them to be fewer, and...
OH! She knew how to pick the right broom! Dizzy glanced around, making sure no adult was in visible, and opened her messenger bag. It was empty, save for one pitch black kitten. "Okay, Solstice," Dizzy whispered, removing the kitten from the bag. "Find me a broom!" Afterall, Solstice was going to need to like the broom too, because he would be riding on it with her. Well, not during practice or matches, of course, but any other time.
She set the kitten down on the ground. "And go!" Solstice just sat there, licking his paws to clean himself, and the mewed and rubbed affectionately against her leg. "I love you too, but we're here for brooms and I need you to do better."
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