 ♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ]
HELP!
Fyo almost wanted to shout that particular word out, but all he could think of, at the moment, was the wind seemingly screaming his ears, and the fact that he was spiralling downwards, broomstick and all, at a pretty great speed.
Get a grip on yourself, already.
Yes, grip. He had to do something if he didn't want to end up with a cracked skull in the next five seconds, you know. Trying to think more clearly, the Gryffindor quickly grabbed the handle of his broomstick more tightly, trying - with all the might he could muster - to pull the thing backwards, and so slow it down. Thankfully, it worked. His broom slowed down....
- And then crashed into the ground with a scrunnch.
But it wasn't a bad fall. It wasn't like he had broken a bone, or caused any damage to the broomstick. Just.. bruised his shoulder. Fyo stood up, a little shakily, and dropped his beater's bat on the ground.
At least, the bat didn't take someone's eye out.
.... His head hurt.
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