Harriet Turner
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- Black Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4" Essence of Silver Thistle
It was a beautiful day outside and Harriet decided to get some practise done while the weather was still good. She walked briskly onto the pitch over to the broom cupboard, as she opened the door she wondered which one to use and after debating with herself for quite a while decided to use the one she had used in her previous lesson, this particular broom was only recognisable due to the big gash in the side of it. She decided to start at the very beginning as she walked to the centre of the pitch and getnly placed her broom on the floor. "UP!" she said to the broom and it flew perfectly into her hands, but that wasn't much of an achievment as she had managed it in her first flying lesson. She mounted her broom and kicked gently off the ground and before she knew it she was soaring through the air, she loved flying now it made her feel so free like she could do anything in the world and she couldn't help but grin as she soared higher and higher, then suddenly looking down she realised she was flying to high and so slowly desended, it was a beautiful view but the height made her feel dizzy. Now it was time to build up speed but before she did that she was determind to perfect her landing, her first attempt wasn't exactly smooth and she tumbled very un-graciously off of her broom.