 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Five feet above the ground, Ariana blinked back a shout as she watched the professor storm off, clearly angry. "How does she know who did this? It could be another student playing games." she muttered to herself as she tried moving back and forth, anything to get a hand free. No luck.
"Okay, let's see if 107 pounds can break you." she murmured, glaring up at the broom, feeling a bit disoriented. Rocking back and forth she began moving the broom, only to have it spin on her, all the way around 360 degrees. Letting out a small yelp she closed her eyes and shook her head. Okay, not going to work. How about angling the broom down ... err up and hitting the ground that way she wondered, looking down at the ground. Taking a breath, she angled it down to the ground and nudged it with her awkward foot.
The broom quickly came to the ground, knocking her down with it. She lay on her back, her one leg in the air still attached to the sticky broom. "Well it's a start." she said chuckling dryly as she rolled onto her side. Wiggling a bit more, she got her other leg free and sighed with relief. Glaring at the professor back which of course wasn't there anymore she muttered angrily about speaking to someone about this as she used her legs to get her arms free. Feeling the sticky substance tear free from her skin, she grunted and shook her head.
"I'm never flying again!" she raged, her green eyes glaring at everyone before picking up her bag and storming off. "oh, and thanks for the help,it was much appreciated." she said sarcastically to all the girls helping the Slytherin, not even noticing she needed help. Who needs them she thought, shaking her head.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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