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- Ebony Wand 15" Essence of Phoenix Talon
Clover was in a mood to fly today, she hated at the dorms because of the swarming first years, yes, she became first year once in a life time but it was gross to be the kid one. Now that Y8 is starting it will make her the boss because being second year is the nice year of all. Getting her not-so-brand new broom out of her trunk and went out of the common room, not bothering to greet people on her way down.
The day was cold but it is what she wanted, Clover got at the pitch, ready to mount her broom when a wind pass her. But she didn't mind the cold and kick off the ground, the air sweeping her face. Clover slowed down and went to a halt from the air, looking at the scenery.
The day was cold but it is what she wanted, Clover got at the pitch, ready to mount her broom when a wind pass her. But she didn't mind the cold and kick off the ground, the air sweeping her face. Clover slowed down and went to a halt from the air, looking at the scenery.