sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Miles listened to the instructions. Rings...check...coloured and gold. Hooking one leg over his broom in anticipation he leaned forward waiting for the whistle... Come on...come on..come on..... YES!!!! He pushed off the ground swiftly as he heard the whistle, bringing him back to when he played Quidditch and a huge smile grew on his face. Leaning forward he followed the pink lighted back towards the lake with ease. This'll be a piece of cake! |