Steph Shirley
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- 'Yew Wand 13 1/2" Essence of Phoenix Feather'.
Stephanie walked down to the quiditch pitch. It was a gorgeous day, and Stephanie hadnt flown for a few months.
She mounted her borrowed broom, and kicked off. She flew gloriously, just the way her brother had taught her.
She dipped and turned, and rose high into the air.
She flew in and out of the stands. Taking extra care not to look messy. Alex had told her that if she practiced flying well enough, and practiced her quiditch, she could make it on the gryffindor team.
'fly well, you need to practice' She kept telling herself. It was her dream to become a quiditch player since her brother had taken her to her first quiditch match.
She flew gracefully, her beautiful long deep red hair thrown back in the wind.
Finally she dipped low and landed. She took her broom and went and sat down on the grass near a stand. Thinking of the first time she flew her brothers broom, a year ago.
She mounted her borrowed broom, and kicked off. She flew gloriously, just the way her brother had taught her.
She dipped and turned, and rose high into the air.
She flew in and out of the stands. Taking extra care not to look messy. Alex had told her that if she practiced flying well enough, and practiced her quiditch, she could make it on the gryffindor team.
'fly well, you need to practice' She kept telling herself. It was her dream to become a quiditch player since her brother had taken her to her first quiditch match.
She flew gracefully, her beautiful long deep red hair thrown back in the wind.
Finally she dipped low and landed. She took her broom and went and sat down on the grass near a stand. Thinking of the first time she flew her brothers broom, a year ago.