Help, I'm Falling!

[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

the students of hogwarts seemed pleased about the cloak of sunshine that had befallen brighstone
village this saturday morning. their smiles were more exuberant than indianna could remember and
their conversations wilder, a decibel louder as they swarmed the cobblestoned streets in gaggles of
two or more. but the girl with the shyly sweet smile was not intimidated anymore than she had been
the last time, perhaps even less as she lolled her head to the left and flicked her earthly eyes in and
amongst their glorious faces, searching for a certain sweeping fringe and a pair of irises bluer than
any she had seen before in her lifetime. it had been a few weeks since she had written to sam now,
and with an anxious leap of her heart to the gulping proximities of her throat, indianna stared out in
to the growing crowd of students and prayed that he had not blown her off. had she been to rash to
ask him to teach her how to fly? had she come off as too eager when she’d asked if this brightstone
weekend was okay for him? and did he even truly like her in the way she had been so taken by him
and the potential of one amazing friendship? the young girl’s teeth chewed down on the fleshy part
of her lower lip as these thoughts tore like a tornado through her overactive mind. it wasn’t often, in
fact it was never, that indi had ever felt so open with a boy and so comfortable and happy within his
sights. not even with falcon had she warmed up so instantaneously. and so, when it came down to
situations such as these the sixteen year old was bereft of any clue. the pair were only friends, yes
of course, but still there was just something about sam prince that had indianna abandon all caution

for a brief second, her eyes caught a head of shaggy hair and for a brief moment she had thought it
was him. her fingers, ringed with pretty ceramic roses, curled over her knees and drew them closer
to her, only to feel the frantic beat of her heart thud wickedly against her thigh. a delicate frown was
drawn upon her latina features, her nose wrinkled in thought and her fingers traced along the small
amount of stitching on the neck of her singlet top. what a peculiar feeling. so unexpected from a girl
with fear at the degree of hers. a boy making her heart race? it was absurd and entirely impossible.
so indi shrugged it off with a breathless sigh, blamed it passively on the heat, and stretched out on
the spongy grass, lapping up the dappled sunlight as it filtered over the expanse of olive skin she’d
left bare on her legs and arms. indi hoped her choice of clothing was wise for flying seeing as that’s
what she was here for after all. she had figured in the end that at the worst a few grazes that could
have been prevented wouldn’t have been and that was surely something she could live with. nimble
fingers threaded through the loose strands of her hair and threw the raven locks up into a messy do
tying it quickly with an elastic as indianna waited as patiently as she could for her company to arrive.​

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[Sam Prince]

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Just like any other Brightstone Weekend the larger half of the student body
vacated the castle and its grounds to enjoy the relaxing break that many so
well deserved. However for Sam Prince this wasn't just 'any other Brightstone
Weekend'. Indianna had asked if he could teach her how to fly this weekend,
it was something that the sixteen year old couldn't stop thinking about since
she had first asked him all those weeks ago so of course, he eagerly agreed.
He hadn't yet told anyone about his meeting with Indianna, partially because
he knew that no one would truly understand how it was so possible to feel this
comfortable around her, especially his friends who knew that Sam Prince was
very uncomfortable around strangers. Another reason being that he was afraid
to admit how unbelievably happy it made him to just know that he would be
seeing her again. The fact that Indianna was somewhat his own secret made
it that much more of a thrill to meet up with her. With a quick glance at the
watch strapped loosely around his wrist, Sam finished tying the shoe lace of
his converse. Then, with eager steps, he walked to the open door of his dorm
room and grabbed the two broomsticks that were leaning up against the door
frame. His deeply calloused fingers gripped the neck of each broom, a well-
cared for Emerald Streak in one hand, and a not so cared for but usable all
the same, Nimbus 2000. Sam had managed to get the Nimbus 2000 off one
young Hufflepuff, a boy who was quite eager to give Sam Prince the lend of
his broomstick. In return, Sam had promised that he would shine the Nimbus
2000 which seemed to boast the kid's eagerness for Sam to take his broom
out for the day.

Following the large crowd out of the Castle, Sam took the small path into
Brightstone Village. His black jeans hugging his hips loosely, allowing the
tip of his boxers to be seen, whereas his t-shirt highlighted his toned torso.
The sixteen year felt the stares of the students around him. Not many people
choose Brightstone as their grounds to fly, in fact, Sam had never seen any
students carry their brooms out of the castle for a Brightstone Weekend. He
hurried his pace and continued the scenic and only route to the small village
where Indianna would hopefully be waiting for him. She will be there, he told
himself firmly, subtley reassuring himself that they would be spending the day
together. His thoughts then moved to Riley, a person he didn't want to think
about today, but he knew he couldn't keep avoiding the matter. She was his
girlfriend and things were going so very perfectly between them and he was
about to spend his Brightstone Weekend with another girl? A sense of guilt
welled up from the bottom of stomach. He hadn't even told her he was going
out to Brightstone this weekend. Even though himself and Indi were just
friends, and this was just a friendly thing he feared that Riley wouldn't turn
a blind eye so easily to all of this. Sam knew he was no expert on girl's but
he did know that they got worked up over this kind of stuff and it was never,
ever dropped. These thoughts were quickly terminated from his head as he
arrived in the village, his bright blue eyes searching for that golden skin, that
raven hair. Those eyes. His fringe fell into his eyes and fustratedly Sam tried
to flick it away with a quick turn of his head. Although his attempt ended in
vain, right in front of his seeking eyes was Indianna. Out of his control, a
wide smile fell across his lips. "Hi," Was all that he could muster, announcing
his presence, even though he had been so excited to see her this whole time.
He felt all uncomfortable as he stood next to her, seeing only her side profile.
His grasp tightened around the two broomsticks and he steadily shifted his
weight on his Emerald Streak, in hopes to cover up the rush of feelings that
were all too quickly, overwhelming him.

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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

indianna exhausted a sigh, anxious by every measure, from deep within her lungs as her thoughts
began to trail to sam and if he was really coming like he had said he would. despite that the sixteen
year old had pleaded with herself to be patient, she could not have been any less of that if she tried.
it had never once been sam personally who’s word indianna had not trusted, because already after
the short length of time their friendship had spanned for the sixteen year old knew she couldn’t and
wouldn’t have even jumped out on this limb with any other boy on the planet, not even falcon. no, it
had been her nervous, overactive mind from the beginning, over-analysing each minute that ticked
sluggishly by. and why? she hadn’t a clue, all she knew was that she had never felt like this before.
his voice, so calming, so steady, washed like an entire ocean over the girl yet still, with a start, she
whipped her neck around to face the source of the voice. him. sam prince. her heart instantly felt as
if were about to burst right out of her chest and onto the ground between them, it was beating that
hard and fast. the tips of her fingers softly grazed over the expanse of skin it thudded beneath, just
checking to make sure it was hers and not some lovestruck teenage girl’s she could feel from half a
mile away. but it definitely was all hers. it must have been the shock he had given her, there was no
other explanation. so why then, as she lifted the lenses of her aviator sunglasses and found the oh
so intoxicating blue of his irises, did her heart only see to drum a stronger beat? why was she all of
a sudden smiling dopily up at him, just as the line of her gaze dropped to find the glisten of a similar
expression across his face. but she refused to think about it, she’d promised herself that she would
never feel this way and so she refused to believe it too. was love not what had broken her mother?

shaking her head in spite of herself, indianna grace lee grinned a half-awkward, half-eager, “sam!
hi, hey.” a little too quickly she jumped upwards off the grass to stand before her new friend and the
broomsticks that he held in each hand. there came the reminder as she eyed them up anxiously, of
what the real reason they were here for and coupled with it was a nervous flip of her stomach. she
would be flying by the end of the day. hopefully anyway. indi was sure sam would make a fantastic
teacher, it was only her attentiveness as a student that she was willing to question. because if sam,
hypothetically, got her heart racing every other minute that they were together then how would she
ever be able to concentrate. but it was a hypothetical situation, right? she'd be fine, of course she’d
be fine. and with that she nodded at the brooms, still a little hesitantly, but determined all the same.
“these are our rides, then?” a smile, ever curious, wove over her lips as she stepped in closer to not
only the brooms but sam as well. fingers that were used to only the strings of a guitar, the grip on a
pencil, the reins of a bridle traced absentmindedly down the wooden length of the tattier looking of
the two brooms, the one indi guessed was hers for the day. “you’re brave, you know that?” indianna
spoke with a hint of laughter mingling in her british accent as she lolled her head sweetly back into
his gaze. “i’ll be awfully hopeless, you know that too?” with arms folded across her chest, the young
girl grinned up at her friend and hoped desperately that she wouldn’t be a complete failure for him.
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[Sam Prince]

- - - - i draw a line from a to b and what happens in between
IT IS AN OPEN MYSTERY AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
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The excitement that radiated off Indianna as she acknowledged his presence
drove away any awkwardness that Sam had originally felt. One look at her sunny
face returned him to that comfortable state that he was in all those weeks ago.
Not once had his emotions changed so dramatically but Indianna Lee seemed to
bring out change in him, all of which were good. "Hi!" He chirped again, adding to
the infinite greetings that were being thrown about the place. His lips spread once
more into that courteous smile, illuminating the merry gleam in his eyes. He found
himself noticably observing Indianna's slender fingers trail down the wooden neck
of the Nimbus 2000 realising how purely unfortunate she was for never having rode
a broomstick before. It was something that changed Sam's life completely but having
taken up the hobby at such a young age, he found it hard to imagine what life would
be like without it. What music, or dancing or writing was to some, Quidditch was to
Sam. Not many people could truly relate to how the sixteen year old felt, Indi being
at the top of the list. The fact remained that he was the lucky one who could change
all of that. By the end of the day Indianna could feel just as strongly about flying as
Sam, that's if he taught her right. It was something he found himself doubting on for
the days leading up to this Brightstone Weekend, what if he struggled as a teacher?
Teaching was never his fancy in life but perhaps his passion for the activity would
overcome that? Perhaps the weird but wonderful friendship he shared with his student
would help surpass any insecurities he felt about instructing her? One could only
hope that things ran smoothly because if Sam knew he was the cause of any sort
of injury to Indianna, he would give up flying altogether. Well...maybe not altogether,
but he would certainly feel the guilty reminder everytime he swung his leg over his
Emerald Streak.

"Yep, this is them," He replied while glancing at the brooms on either side of him,
a sense of excitement overwhelmed the boy. He had second thoughts on choosing
the Nimbus 2000, it wasn't exactly suitable as a beginners broom but he had
a hunch that Indi could manage it. At the end of the day, it was either the Nimbus
2000 or the option of sneaking out one of the school brooms, brooms that were
dangerously old. Her sweet harmonic laugh rang through his ears drawing him away
from his thoughts, it brought yet another smile to flash across his finely chiseled
features. "Yes, I know that too." He said, mock vanity rolling off his tongue yet a
hint of playfulness latched onto his soft voice. He waited for his words to settle with
Indianna before allowing his raspy chuckle to escape from his mouth, "You're going
to be great." He reassured her, the tips of his lips curled up automatically, failing
to contain his excitement but nevertheless he was perfectly serious about his
statement. It was then that Sam stretched out his right arm, "This one's yours.
But I'm warning you now Indi, scratch this baby and you'll have one crazy first year
on your a**." He was simply humouring her of course and the evidence was in his
laughter but that still didn't mean that this first year wouldn't enquire about such
damages to his broom. Albeit with an apology from Sam it would certainly soften
the blow to the first year who for some reason seemed to take great admiration
to him.

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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

the playful humour that tinted sam’s nature, she realised now as she gazed deep into those jesting
blue eyes, was just the cure for all things uncomfortable. well sam prince himself was just the cure
for all things uncomfortable considering that in the instant moment of meeting him, indianna hadn’t
felt an ounce of awkwardness and for those that knew the shy, reserved and usually timid nature of
the girl, they would have labelled the conversation that was currently taking place an extraordinary
feat. a soft chuckle left as a hum through the seal of her lips and she threw her gold-flecked-green
irises up to the heavens at his playful jar at vanity. but as indianna allowed them to fall back down
on to his physique, briefly flicking them right down to the soft grey of his converse sneakers, it all of
a sudden became a wonder to her why he wasn’t vain. to be honest, indianna had not seen a more
handsome boy in her life. and yet he of all male creatures, with his inebriating ocean blue eyes and
his tanned and toned frame, was the most real she had ever met too. "you're going to be great." she
blushed a scarlet red in colour but knew that his reassurance had very little to do with the matter at
all. the train her thoughts seemed to be catching was a line out of character for indi and it began to
pull at her nerves that her sense of control was deteriorating. the promises she had made to herself
were in danger of being broken, as was what little trust she had in men but what she was scared of
most of all was the trampling of her heart. it was the very thing that had ruined her beloved mother.

stop it, stop it! indi scolded herself mentally before she worked on the courage to match sam’s gaze
once more. he’s only your friend. it were as if he had seen through her expertly painted facade and
lightened the moment with another well-humoured string of words. a genuine laugh escaped the girl
as sweet as ever as it challenged the capability of a kid no more than twelve demanding an answer
from her as to why his prized possession was scratched. “oh really?” she smirked with the quirk of
an eyebrow in her friend’s direction as a nimble hand reached out to fist around the wooden neck of
the broom. “well prince, its fate’s essentially in your hands. so do what you will.” with a curt nod that
appeared to be all up in severity was only an act, evident in the cheeky green glint in her multi-hued
irises and then in the soft laughter that tumbled from her lips. shuffling a step or two away from her
company, indianna held the broom out at arms length, eyeing it up and silently doubting its ability to
keep her up in the air for too long. “so, um, sam?” indianna questioned with her line of gaze edging
from the broomstick to her blue-eyed friend with a sudden cloak of apprehension over her. “how do
i do this?” her full lips pouted thoughtfully at her supposed ‘ride’ for the day and indi hoped first and
foremost that she’d have the ability to concentrate with such a gorgeous friend as a teacher. stop it!

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[Sam Prince]

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IT IS AN OPEN MYSTERY AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
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<SIZE size="50">The few wispy clouds that lingered in the sky shifted as if knowing that today
the pair of teenagers were about to fly. The sun had little to no obstructions
in it's path and Sam began to feel the burning heat against the back of his neck.
It was perfect flying weather in Sam's opinion - a clear blue sky with a slight
breeze. Surely it would be a crime not to fly in this weather? The guilt he felt
of spending his Brightstone Weekend with a girl other than his girlfriend eased
off because he knew that had he not choosen to spend the glorious afternoon
with Indianna, he would be spending it alone on the Quidditch Pitch. With still
blue eyes, Sam watched the girl that he chose to spend his weekend with and
couldn't help but notice the beautiful gleam in her eyes as she laughed. He probably
wasn't supposed to think of a girl as beautiful other than his girlfriend but he
couldn't help but admit the beauty in Indianna. Was it completely wrong to find
her contagious smile so enticing? Or her delicate personality so unforgettable?
How about, how he found it close to impossible to be rid of the melodic tune of
the Beatles classic from his head, the one that lured him to her in the first place?
Yet with all of these perceptions of Indianna only friendship lay in the path for
these two. The idea of them sharing anything other than that hadn't crossed
the sixteen year old's mind, just yet. Sam released the Nimbus 2000 from his
tight grasp as Indianna took her own hold of it. 'Well Prince, its fate's essentially
in your hands. So do what you will.' As if her laughter wasn't infectious enough,
her sense of humour (quite similiar to his own) forced a throaty laugh from his
upturned lips. Sam eyed Indianna with amusement as she studied the borrowed
broomstick with caution, the look that was common in most if not all beginners.
Indianna's for some reason. was exceptionally entertaining.

As she began to muster an enquiry about the broom - a question that Sam eagerly
anticipated - he tilted his head to the side and his gaze fell to the grass beaneath
him, the beginnings of a smirk playing on his lips while his ears yearned for her
question. The first reactions from beginners did always amuse Sam, he sometimes
looked out for it when first years would stumble naively onto the pitch, their small
hand clutching one of the dangerously old school brooms. He watched them attempt
to master the 'Up' trick, something that Sam had found rather pointless and
generally just a waste of his time,it was something that he wasn't going to teach
to Indi today. 'How do I do this? Were the words forming her question, bringing a
very shortlived cheeky expression onto his devishly handsome face, he didn't want
it to seem like he was mocking her. His cheeky visage swiftly altered into a friendly
mien and with a few steps he closed the small distance between them. "It's...not
hard." He said slowly as his gaze tumbled down to hers making him realise that they
were probably a bit too close for comfort, but he dared not move. His gaze was still
attached to her own when her natural sweet scent reached his nostrils, a clear sign
that he should back away. Without a second glance, he pulled his gaze from her and
walked away, further into the green patch, distancing them from the shopping crowd.
He tried not to think of the moment they just shared as he peeked over his shoulder
at Indianna "It's all about keeping your balance." He called back to her loudly, "But I'm
going to take you through this step by step." He threw his own well-maintained broom
onto the grass and spun around to face her. "Step one -" He began before failing to
admit the chuckle that thundered up from his chest. Never had he really taught someone
like this, nor had he properly thought about teaching someone. Bringing a closed
fist to his lips, Sam cleared his throat in an attempt to cease the laughing. "-Eh step
one," He continued, a small amused smile still lingering, "Swing your leg over your
broom. Not too hard huh?" He asked with a shrug of his broad shoulders. It was step
two that caught most people out, but with Sam preparing to stand by her side during
step two, nothing should go wrong...right?

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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

she dared to lift her sight an inch higher until their gazes collided and was surprised to find a certain
cheekiness etched into the deep blue of his. sam's face, it seemed, boasted the exact same cheek
and for a moment just as short lived as the expression had been upon his face, the girl cocked one
shaped eyebrow up at his antics with a smile hidden behind her flecked irises. indi was sure he was
not just going to leave her to fend for herself, else why would he have gotten this far already? then
the warmth of his smile peeked through, spread over his lips and suddenly she found herself lulled
into a sense of comfort. but that didn’t last long at all either. in being so acutely aware of her friend
already, indianna could do little else but freeze into a potent mix of shock and longing as sam made
a few shuffled steps in closer towards her. her chest grew tight as she held her breath within it, and
so the erratic thud of her heart was made even clearer as the pressure began to build. his footsteps
fell to a silence before her and with a nervous jitter, her eyes sought and sparkled for his. they were
close, they were so breath-snatchingly close. she could see the stitching in his collar, the fine hairs
that dusted the browned skin on his upper arms and the toned muscle that lay just beneath it. there
was the soulful pattern of a gemstone kind of blue in his irises that seemed more distinct than ever
in the angles that the sun danced upon it. and as indianna soaked in every miniscule detail of sam
that she possibly could, she was dosed with a dizziness she had never felt before in her lifetime, a
wonderful kind and whilst the world spun around her and him, she prayed for it to never stop. it was
as if a current had passed right between them, an electrical current that is, hot and hazardous as it
made a direct connection with her poor, overworked heart. does he feel this too? indi wondered as
their eyes stayed glued together, immovable when all she wanted to do was reach out a hand and
touch him, draw him closer into her until she could feel his heart fall into a frantic sync with her own.
she would not have been brave enough to fulfil her urge but suddenly, he pulled away and stalked
a little way away from her, down further into the luscious green of the grass as indianna was left to
feel flustered in a way she’d never been in her life, demanding a name for these peculiar feelings.

with a desperate grasp for something solid, indi’s delicate fingers wound tighter around the girth of
the broomstick until her knuckles turned a milky white. he was walking away. why? why would she
even care though? she had promised herself that she would never throw her feelings to somebody
like she felt she was now. there was no way on earth that she wanted to fall victim to what her dear
mother had and nobody, not even someone as wonderful as sam prince, was supposed to change
that. but slowly and surely, her resolve was wearing thin as was her sanity and her self-control. she
couldn’t be falling for him, she just couldn’t be. oh, but sweet heavens above she was. sniffing back
a well of frustrated tears, indianna marched as well as one could with legs that felt like jelly towards
him, trying to focus on the things he was calling out to her because no doubt they were important. a
deep breath was what it took to centre her mind, for whatever short period of time it was, on to the
flying situation at hand. balance, balance, that’s not too hard, right? but as she had to lean herself
against the sturdy wood of the broom, indianna began to think otherwise. how could a boy, just one
single boy have this much of an effect over her? it didn’t matter how wickedly handsome he was, it
shouldn’t have mattered but here she was weakened at the knees by even the very sound of sam’s
voice. the adorable show she was sure he had never intended to put on as he attempted to lay his
finger down on the first step didn’t help in the least. but still she made her hesitant way over to him.

the first step was given, and not without a hint of that charming smile. but indianna tried to shrug it
off with a smile back at him and steadied the broom before her. her gaze flicked nervously down to
it for the briefest of moments, scared that if she simply swung her leg over it it would take off with
her hanging off of its neck, scared in the way she should have been of this friendship between her
and sam. entirely harmless at first. so with first an apprehensive glance to him and a deep and slow
sigh, indianna swung a slender brown leg over the broomstick. she expected it to lift her into the air
and catch her unaware. but as it lay motionless between her legs, she grasped the wood with both
hands and grinned widely and proudly up at sam as if she had just achieved something much more
riveting. “no!” she chirped brightly as the grin grew wider upon her lips only to be humbled by indi’s
apprehension of the step next in line. “and step two?” her doe eyes beckoned him silently over to
her as a new fear materialised, flying itself. she feared she’d fall and he’d not be there to catch her.
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[Sam Prince]

- - - - i draw a line from a to b and what happens in between
IT IS AN OPEN MYSTERY AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
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<SIZE size="50">Although it appeared that Sam Prince had calmy whisked away from the almost
inappropriate eye lock with Indianna, it had in fact not been that way at all. Like
a pair of magnets, their gaze seemed unbreakable partially because there was a
small part of Sam that didn't want to pull away. Staring in the multi-colored irises
of his friend made him feel comfortable, relaxed and above all else it soothed the
uncomfortable thoughts that buzzed uncontrallably in his head. It was his head
that replaced sense in the young boys mind, causing him to pull away and to stalk
off so bluntly. He wasn't even sure if his words cushioned the blow? Unlike most
occaisions in the steady headed mind of Sam, his brain still worked frantically over
what had just happened; how neither of them seemed to break the stare or how
they passed no words to each other throughtout. It made Sam realise that he
held his breath for the duration of the fixed gaze until breathing in her suculantly
sweet scent, which worried him slightly. He made a mental note in his head to
think about this later in attempt to figure out what had happened between the
two friends. Yet there was something in the very back of Sam's mind, a silent
thought, pointing out that his attempt would be in vain seeing as everything
associated with Indianna was an amazing mystery. Their friendship, how she
brought out nothing but the best in him, the mark she left on him every second
they spent together. The girl herself was a complete and utter mystery, and
Sam greatly looked forward to figuring her out. It would be a difficult task of
course but it was one he was willing to tackle, especially if it meant spending a
lot more time with the girl, that could only be an extra bonus. Watching her
swing her leg over the Nimbus 2000 led him to think that their fierce stare
phased Indianna completely. He was unable to decide wheter that was a good
or bad thing? Having that moment pass by unnoticed resulted in Sam feeling
a lot less embarassed but there was a part of him that wished that he wasn't
in this alone. Had she noticed, made him believe that he wasn't just being a
completely irrational hormonal teenager.

Maybe he was that too? Recalling that single moment over and over again was
completely and utterly illogical. It was something that only irrational hormonal
teenage girls did. And there it was, the very first aspect of Indi that Sam disliked
- how she made him act so foolishly and yet hadn't a clue what sort of effects
she had on him. "And step two?" Were the words that returned him so smoothly
back to the present. He smiled at her before he spoke, an amused twinkle danced
in his eyes as he observed both her nervousness and excitement with a broom
between her slender legs. "And step two -" He repeated, a gleam of expectation
mirroring her own. Shuffling over to her - although cautious of how many steps
he took - Sam's eyes subconsciously trickled down to Indianna's brogues and
back up to her face, their eyes locking almost immediatley, "- Kicking off." He
announced slowly, aware that the suddeness of it all may frighten the beginner
and so before she could possibly have said anything he clapped a delicate shoulder
with his hand, "This is going to be easy for you." He breathed out an airy chuckle,
his lips forming into that regular playful smile. He studied her position at the broom
once more, making sure that everything was right, preventing it from going wrong.
He tried to find the words that would aid Indianna in the process of kicking off, it
had become such an effortless task for Sam that he would rarely think about what
he was doing. It was like how his uncle felt about driving a muggle vehicle, Sam
still claimed flying was easier. His uncle disagreed. "You're going to want to kick off
slowly. A light push off the grass will send you into the air. But keep it light, I don't
want you orbiting around up there." He teased, his forefinger pointing up into the
sky. "After you kick off just try and level your weight on your broom, I don't
want you falling off either." His playful visage did not last, his eyes instantly lost
their teasing gleam and was replaced with a promise. "Seriously though... I'll be
here." He wouldn't let anything happen to Indianna, not on his watch. Never on
his watch. The girl was much too important to him to let a scratch graze her knee.
So as Sam rubbed his hands together, causing a small amount of heat to gather he
beamed broadly, his high cheek bones feeling an ache from the wide glowing smile.
He couldn't think of anything else to tell Indi, like riding a bike, it was something that
could only really be learnt through actual experience, there was only so much that
Sam could teach her. Confident that Indianna would do just fine, he cocked an
eyebrow, excitement flowing rapidly through his whole body, "Ready?"

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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

she breathed in. he repeated her anxious words. and she breathed out. step two, step two. could it
possibly be any more difficult to grasp then these emotions that tore like a freight train through the
chains that kept her secret heart safe? speaking of which, sent that very same heart a racing as he
stepped in dangerously close to indi’s personal bubble, the one he had popped short moments ago.
indianna found it a task to steady her breathing and the excitement that began to tingle through the
entire length of her body, right from her head down to the toes that curled nervously in her shoes. it
was a struggle to do anything as simple with sam so close to her. the teenager’s eyes caught each
other’s, a whole other world made between them with just the collision of colours in their gazes that
seemed wary this time of the magnetic connection they were capable of. wishing for nothing more
than to be sensible, not prude or shy, nor cold in any way, indianna reluctantly allowed her eyes to
stray from those stunning depths of sam’s. it was a wonder yet that she hadn’t been hypnotised for
eyes of such an intoxicating blue were surely not safe for a teenage girl of any calibre. but she still
heard the instructions he’d had to give and she’d still tensed at the blunt nature of it. kicking off, so
soon? was there not a dismounted lesson to be had, or at least one that’s classroom remained on
solid ground? forgetting all of her sensible move, indi dashed her spooked gaze into the comfort of
sam’s as her eyes grew wide like that of a doe’s about to take flight. though before indi was able to
mention any of her concerns, she felt a rough and yet gentle hand curl against the bare skin upon
her shoulder. a tiny gasp escaped her lips as she froze there in sam prince’s soothing grip, not truly
focusing on anything but the electrified feel of their skin grazing together. so while her nerves had
settled for one matter, they had been completely stretched to their ends on an entirely different one.

“this is going to be easy for you." through the distractions indi was sure were never his intentions,
she barely heard a word that sam had spoken to her. the rolling timbre of his voice had registered
in her but as far as deciphering what he was saying, the sixteen year old had lost all hope. all that
she wanted to caress her delicate fingers against the chiselled line of his jaw, feel his arms fall to
her waist and hold her close and safe there, listen to her heartbeat explode as his lips traced their
slow way over her smiling cheeks. he'd never grant her as much, even if indi did miraculously work
herself up to instigating such a moment. they were friends, very good ones but friends nonetheless.
the thought resounded a deep and dull ache through the intricacies of her heart strings, though as
his mouth fell open again, curling upwards into his heart-stopping smile as he spoke, indianna did
what she could to clear her head and ignore the pain she had discovered within her. the girl would
rather not end up with a broken arm after all. she listened intently and managed a small pixie smile
throughout even though his words stirred the fright in her at times. orbiting around up there. she'd
tumble to her nasty end for sure if she ventured to the heights his finger directed. but at least there
was one thing indianna could depend upon and it had nothing to do with her ability, or lack thereof.
"seriously though... i'll be here." and with every little inch of her being, indianna believed her friend.

filling her chest with a deep intake of oxygen, indianna made a hasty attempt to recall all that sam
had been kind enough to tell her until with a slight hesitance, she finally nodded at his question. she
was ready and she was going to do him proud on the account of his new-found skills as a teacher.
gripping the broom as if trying to wring out the wood, indianna rose up on the tips of her toes as the
muscles in her legs kept poised in the dainty position. by this point if indi had to relate it to anything,
it would not be the saddle of her pony or the front seat of a car. flying right now seemed to lack just
about everything in common with these. because by this point, as she stood there with her heart on
the loose and her body loading itself with adrenalin, it seemed frighteningly similar to what indianna
imagined a bungee jump might be. all she needed to do was make one teeny move and for multiple
attempts at pushing herself into the air she tried to count herself in, but fear seized her each time. it
was only when she looked to sam, her lower lip caught tenderly in between her teeth as the shakes
took hold of her legs, that she gained the confidence to push herself and consequently the broom
in to the air. a nervous laugh escaped the young girl as she hovered a few feet from the ground, a
beam stretching brilliantly across her lips when she finally came to look down at her teacher. it did
not matter to indi that she teetered on it’s slimness nor that she really hadn’t gotten that high at all.
but the fact that she had gotten this far and all thanks to the blue-eyed boy beneath her, swept her
up with a number of exciting emotions. “sam! i’m fly-“ there was not the time to finish up her eager
exclamation as her balance suddenly faltered and she found herself wobbling mid-air on the broom.
in indi’s desperate attempts to right herself, she only seemed to worsen the situation until with one
terrified yelp and an expression that matched, she tumbled off the side of the broomstick and in to
sam’s frame, knocking them both to the lush grass below. “ooft!” indi needn’t have opened her eyes
to know the position she had wound up in, she could feel sam’s muscular chest pressed to her own
and the tickle of his hot breath that was close enough to send delicate shivers up her spine. that of
course, and how somehow her arms had found themselves around his broad shoulders and gluing
the pair of them together. although she did allow them to flicker gently open, only to wash up over
the ocean blue of his. they were so close now that if they so much as mumbled an apology to each
other in unison, then their lips would surely collide. indianna was wise enough to see something as
awkward as this coming though and scrambled to her feet before she could spare another chance
to plunge a little deeper, head over heels for him. “sorry,” she squeaked as her hands dusted over
the jean material of her shorts, ridding them of the invisible dirt that had stained them as she felt a
scarlet red blush tinge her dimpled cheeks. “i was flying.” came the mumble anchored to a ducked
smile though still she could not help but recall the intensity of the incident prior and wondered if it
was possible to rouse more tenseness between the pair. contrary to popular belief, it probably was.
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[Sam Prince]

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IT IS AN OPEN MYSTERY AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
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<SIZE size="50">With his arms folded across his chest and the passive expression across his chiseled
face it seemed that Sam was in a perfectly passive state of mind, unfortunately this
was not the case. Not one bit. Inside he bubbled with excitement, something which
acted a lot like a fire as it began to spread through each vein and every artery in his
body. Although there was an anxious tip on these flames burning through him, what
if things went badly? He'd be to blame for his poor teaching. Even though Indianna
would doubtlessly convince him that she was to blame simply because she was that
type of person, Sam would continuously feel the pain of guilt spilling through him,
simply because he was that type of person. What if it went as badly as a break of
a bone? Sam was beginning to think that this wasn't such a good idea afterall as he
began to recall the simpler times as a young boy, flying for the first time, the mark
of many injuries still lingering on his knee's and arms. Perhaps it was something that
everyone must go through when first beginning to fly? If this was the case and Indi
was destined to have a fall or an injury, Sam would rather not be the one to stand
there and watch. During the time that these anxious thoughts bombed around his
head, Indianna nodded to announce that she was ready, he could all to clearly see
the anxiety in her eyes but her fear didn't seem to be stopping her. Something that
Sam admired greatly. Usually the laid-back sixteen year old didn't have thoughts like
these while someone prepared to fly. He usually never had thoughts like these, ever!
Indianna Lee was to blame for it, like so many other things that had evolved rather
dramatically in Sam. He put it down to that he just didn't want to see his friend get
hurt but that silent voice in the back of his head spoke again, breaking to him the
truth of things, that he couldn't keep making up excuses for these changes. There
was a simple reason for it all. Sam just continued to deny it, cling to the belief that
innocence is bliss.

His striking blue eyes scanned over the position of Indianna, her hand's, her feet,
how her legs were bent. Trying to find some flaw preventing her from sucess, but
there was none. It was all about how she kicked off and against Sam's wishes, he
had no control over that. There was nothing he could do now but observe his friend.
He waited patiently while - he could only presume - Indi mulled things around in her
head, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do. It was something that
Sam could respect and so not a single word rolled off his tongue. But as the crying
scream of a young child echoed through his ears, Sam's lips parted solely to do with
the fact that Indianna took a quick glance at him before immediately taking off. He
quickly blew off the increasing speed of his thumping heart as their eyes locked and
automatically put it down to the fact that Indianna was up in the air. Explaining to
himself falsely, once more and subconsciously putting it down on his list for things
to think about late in the night. He watched with a beaming smile as his student
hovered in the air. Flying! Indianna was flying. The anxious flames died down, only
to be rekindled by a burning burst of pride and happiness for his friend. As she
glanced down at him, he greeted her with a beaming smile and nod of elation. He
opened his mouth to speak words of motavation to her but everything seemed to
have crashed around him. Literally. Feeling a great amount of pressure on his torso
and a seering pain spreading up his back, he breathed out a pained, "Ow." Sam took
the courage to open his eyes only to be meeted by the breathtaking irises of his
friend. He dared not move, or speak or even breath. There was so much insanity
that bolted around his head, somewhat similar to a charged wind-up toy car just
being released, that Sam fell unaware of the fact that his hands clutched loosely
around Indianna's petite waist in an automatic attempt to catch her from her fall.

He waited for Indianna to get off him, so that he could let out the baffled intake of
air that filled his lungs it wasn't exactly helping that his hands were still holding onto
her so upon realising this, he instantly dropped them just as she moved off of him.
Even though she was now standing, he could feel the cotton of her tank top on his
hands, the warmth of her own hands on his chest. Reminding himself of his relationship
status as he began to fumble into a stance, he boldy shook what happened out of
his mind. No one saw, no one had to know. "Eh...yeah, it's...it's fine." He spoke some
what awkwardly as he accepted her apology. He brought his hand to the back of his
neck and rubbed it, entirely for the fact that he wanted to do something other than
stare at his feet uncomfortably. Luckily, Indianna breezed through that incident and
went on to say that she actually flew which was something that Sam could very easily
react to. He felt the weight and worry of the uncomfort lift as his lips brought a smile
onto his initially confused expression, returning it quickly back to it's usual contented
visage. "Best first try, I've ever witnessed. And I've witnessed quite a few." His words
were of the simple truth. Never had he seen such a good try and although he sounded
astonished he reminded himself that this was Indianna Lee that he was dealing with.
A girl who constantly surprised him, wheter that was a good or bad thing, he had yet
to decide.

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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

in that moment as indi finally bundled the courage together to look her friend sam, the one she was
desperately denying that she loved any more than a friend, in the eye, she could not possibly have
looked more innocent, more beautiful or more naive as she chewed down softly on her lower lip. so
she had flown and she had fallen, in more ways than one. she knew she had caused him pain with
her descent, was it like that too in the non-literal sense? did he have a girlfriend or a girl that he had
been waiting on back at school? did their magnetism interfere? had he even noticed what she could
not seem to draw her mind away from? the thought overwhelmed the sixteen year old as she gazed
up into those big blue eyes, the intensity of the feelings one look alone from him roused in her had
indianna dipping her head to retrieve the broom that had tumbled to the side in the fall. her fall. the
grip of his hands, so strong and yet so soft around her, was one she could not shake from her mind
nor was the feel of the taut muscle beneath her hands, through the soft material of his shirt. a hand
curled around the neck of the broom tightly in her frustration as she frowned and wondered why it
was that sam prince was the only boy that had made her feel like this ever. and indianna had had
the thought that falcon had gone far. but when compared to this extraordinary connection between
the pair of teenagers here, her sweet friend had barely scratched the surface. daring to sneak a few
gazes at sam as his expression was painted with the signature smile she’d grown so accustomed
to already, the young girl felt her heart take flight again but willed it with all of the might inside her to
stop. she didn’t want to fall in love with sam prince, she didn’t want to fall in love with anybody yet.

of course though, his words calmed her and re-instated a state of relaxation as indi’s laughter came
tumbling from her soft lips, trying to imagine anybody worse than her. had she not known better indi
would have been convinced that he was just being nice. but there was something so genuine in his
smile, his voice, the gleam in his wondrous eyes that had indianna believing otherwise. and being
that he knew his flying and his quidditch, she was in no position to think that he hadn’t seen his fair
share of first-time flyers. “really sam? fall and all?" the girl asked but a little sceptically, yet curious
all the same with a smile playing gently in the dimples of her cheeks. it had not fazed her that much
her tumble from the sky that is, she knew where she had gone wrong. it had been her thoughts, all
of sam of course, that had distracted her from what she was supposed to be focusing on in the first
place. if she could clear her mind, she’d be fine. and so as the recently made memories, the locked
gaze and her tumble against him, buzzed through her mind, indianna shooed them away with just a
shake of her soft, tied curls as if they were no more than bees about her head. she didn’t think that
it would ever be possible to keep them from herself entirely but they were not welcome anymore as
she was flying. her heart couldn’t afford to make a repeat of their incident again. so with a small but
determined smile lingering shyly on her lips, indianna mounted the broom for the second time and
cautiously brought her gaze to his. “i’ll be more careful this time, i promise. did i hurt you though? i
am so sorry.” the blush stained her cheeks once more, hoping that she hadn’t caused her friend a
great amount of pain and then out of embarrassment at the awkward situation they had gotten into.
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[Sam Prince]

- - - - i draw a line from a to b and what happens in between
IT IS AN OPEN MYSTERY AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
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How could someone deny the beauty of Indianna Lee? They simply couldn't,
there was no point in denying it, the girl was flawless. But that didn't really
mean that Sam felt that way about her, she was beautiful just as Taylor or
Hoshi, or Jenna was beautiful. But they were only his friends, similiar to how
Indianna was only his friend. With these type of reassuring thoughts warping
his previous ones, Sam felt a little better about the whole thing. He wasn't fully
convinced, nor was the guilt that was consistantly boiling in pit of his stomach
convinced, but it was a start. As she chewed down on her lip and stared up at
him with those unforgettable eyes, he couldn't help but allow that same bubble
of comfort take hold of him, a comfort one might feel after reuniting with a dear
family member, or an old friend. The same comfort that Sam felt as his large
hands held her from her fall. Keep it together! Came the long array of furious
thoughts as his mind wandered back to that moment. He began to feel quite
ashamed of himself for the direction of his thoughts. Back at Hogwarts there
was an amazing girl who made him so happy, the happiest he had been in a
long time. Yet here he was, going behind her back and almost thinking about
things that he shouldn't be. He still hadn't fully decided wheter or not to admit
to Riley about his 'secret' trip to Brightstone. It would only put certain idea's in
her head and Sam didn't want to cause any tension between them. It was best
she didn't know, he figured. So with the allowance of admitting her beauty, he
decided not to allow any thoughts about Indianna roam about his head. They were
dangerous. Temptingly dangerous. "Really Sam? Fall and all?" Were the words
following that melodious laugh of hers driving another one of his signature grins
to morph his lips. "Fall and all." He repeated, a kindness to his deepened voice.
That was all he had to say to force his point across, even with the fall, Indi's
attempt was the best he had seen yet. She was able to control the broom while
keeping her balance for the most part. But above all else, she managed not to
get injured, a lot of that had to do with him cushioning her fall, but had she blasted
out into the sky, Sam knew he would fail to catch her. As much as he would have
liked to.

Simply watching her was enough to make all those dangerous thoughts swoop
right back into his head. There was nothing he could do to stop it. It was like a
wave rushing towards him and with little space to run, it overcame him, drowning
him. He was way out of his depth standing beside her, but as Indianna mounted
her broom once again, he wondered if it would help end these thoughts if he flew.
Flying always cleared his mind. Some people went to a quiet place, others buried
themselves in a book, Sam Prince on the otherhand, flew. "No, I'm fine! You did
great, Indi." He continued to reassure her but not really knowing where these words
were coming from seeing as his mind had drifted off to that forbidden place. Bending
low enough for his hands to wrap around the shining wood, Sam's fingers took hold
of the green neck of his Emerald Streak. But with his free hand, he gripped the denim
material of his jeans and forcefully pulled them up. He was suddenly all to aware
that his jeans had fallen low and in attempts to shake it off, he asked, "Do you mind
if I join you?" He spoke timidly, not really sure if Indianna would mind that he would
be up in the air, "I can stay here, if you'd feel safer, I don't mind." The words fell from
his lips with increasing speed, so much so that Sam was surprised that they didn't
all jumble together. It was unknown to him why exactly he spoke so quickly but a
lot of things were unknown to him as of late, so it wasn't exactly surprising him. His
hand moved up the smooth wood of the beautifully crafted broomstick to the very tip
of the Streak and shifted his weight onto it. It was only then that his blue irises hooked
onto hers. It was never difficult to find her gaze, or to get a hold of it. As she stood,
mounting her broom, she made it seem so natural as if this was something that had
been done plenty of times. If it wasn't for the sudden thrashing of wings from a bird
off a nearby tree, Sam would have fallen deeply into their fixed gaze. His eyes flickered
briefly to the bird taking flight, secretly thanking it for it's perfect timing before glancing
back at Indianna and waited for a reply.
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[Indianna Lee]

*and i wonder why, why i'm falling
AND I WONDER WHY I'M OFF THE GROUND

puzzlement had entwined the smiled that curled along indianna’s lips, bringing her eyes to squint in
a curious manner as his reassurances continued; both of his health and her ability as a flyer. did all
the first years straight off their brooms then? right into the protective arms of their instructors? she
knew that sam was a world of difference away from the other older, more official, but by no means
any more effective, teachers. indi had to tie in her silent giggles as she imagined sam at the mercy
of an overexcited gaggle of eleven year old’s from her school. their furious french whispers and the
flirtatiously coy smiles they would offer him was not a struggle to picture at all. but he didn’t belong
to the beauxbatons girls, nor any other first years at that. sam prince was indianna’s, to learn and to
experience from for the course of this beautiful autumn day. the thought enlightened the girl with an
inward smile, warming her insides to the point of fuzziness at her gaze followed the path he took to
retrieve his broom from the ground. yet it was not the elegant broom that had hooked indi’s stare, it
wasn’t the shuffle of his footsteps across the spongy grass nor the bend in his knees as he reached
for its neck. because all she noticed was how low his jeans had slipped on his slender hips and all
she could possibly see was the expanse of the patterned boxer briefs he was wearing. without indi
realising exactly what she was doing, her head lolled a little to the right and her lips fell softly apart
as she took in the view that left little up to the imagination. sam prince was, for a lack of a less teen
squealed word, gorgeous. and right here before her eyes was proof that her recent claim hadn’t just
been exclusively neck-up. the almost hungered direction her train of thought was now steaming in
had indianna shocked at her own boldness and tendency to lose herself when she was around him.
she had never had such thoughts about a boy before. with a face hot and flustered, indi snapped
up from the take of her stare just as sam had snapped up with his broomstick. so what makes you
so different? she asked sam silently through their eyes, desperate for an answer he wouldn’t give.

it was apparent that sam had grown aware of his low-riding jeans as his hand grappled for the waist
band to hitch them back up again. indianna fought her hardest to contain the ever-pinkening blush
as she grew more and more ashamed by the thoughts she had had of her friend. friends would not
ever think of one another in such a manner but indianna willed her feelings away so she would be
able to be just that, his friend. wrenching her gaze from the obsessive glances at the boy before her
indianna came to focus on his broom in all its emerald green glory. it shone something beautiful in
the afternoon sun’s rays and as if the similarly bright specks of green in her own eyes had become
attracted magnetically to its treated wood, the girl gazed transfixed at it as sam propped it up in his
more than capable hands. she had a hunch, just a small one, that its top notch condition was not a
coincidence. it wasn’t all that hard to imagine sam, wasting hours away in his dorm room, polishing
this baby up. the thought graced her face with a subconscious smile as she related his dedication
to the likes of her own; the sheer days she could spend sketching everything down to the last faint
freckle on her mother’s face, the hours she would spend plucking away at her guitar until it was just
about impossible to move her fingers. lifting her eyes from the broom up to his, indianna wondered
of their similarities, she wanted to know more of them. but even more than that, she wanted to find
a real difference they shared. just so he would seem all the more reachable, to lend her a breather
from the perfection he seemed to naturally embody. because indianna really didn’t know how much
more she could take until she had fallen under completely. "do you mind if i join you?" indi’s brows
arched up at him in an initial bout of anxiety. if he was flying with her then who would be down there
with arms as strong and as safe as his ready to catch her if she fell? but if sam was up there in the
sky with her, then her incentive to stay put up there would be so much greater. wouldn't it? to figure
her own mind in the close proximity of this remarkable boy was a task indianna had yet to get a grip
of. but as he spoke his next string of words almost too quickly to decipher, indi couldn’t help but to
giggle as she focused more on the workings of his mind than her own. she did not know what it was
that had caused him to speak so quickly, but that aside it was adorable. perhaps he was just eager
to fly? indianna shook her head sweetly but her playful demeanour was soon stolen away as their
gazes hooked for the – oh, she had lost track of how many times they had lost themselves in each
other’s eyes today. indianna did not dare to breath a single word, afraid to shatter the moment as
she stood soaking in the intoxicating blue light of his irises. she had never known a boy to hold her
in his gaze like this. heaven, she had never known anybody, boy or girl, to captivate her like this. it
was precious, beautiful. she could have stood there until the sun went down, all warm, dizzy and
light-headed. and what was more, she could have kissed him then. curled her delicate fingers in to
the soft brown strands of his hair and let their lips meet in what would be her first kiss. that’s right,
sweet sixteen and never been kissed. the look, the look, was flickering timidly in her multicoloured
irises, dancing shyly away from sam as the butterflies inside of her fluttered anew with every breath
she liberated. but then with a most sudden flap of wings from a bird taking flight, the magnetic gaze
was torn in two. indianna sighed, a little relieved, a little disheartened but most of all confused in the
light of their most recent moment. did he know the things she felt? did he feel the same as her too?

“i’d love you to join me.” indianna grinned, still somewhat catching her breath and finding the earth
beneath her feet. and before she was aware of what she was doing, she grabbed her dear friend’s
hand and pulling him further into the clearing, further away from the bustling crowd and the birds in
the trees. but only fifteen yards or so, just until she felt safer with the absence of the distractions. a
tingling in indi’s stomach rose once more as she took note of the electric feel of her hand clasped
tight the warmth of his. and as soon as she felt another wave of desire wash over her, she slipped
their grip and turned to sam, grinning as she had before. “okay. take two.” swinging her leg over the
nimbus, indianna exchanged glances with her friend just once with a nervous excitement stirring in
hers, before she kicked softly off of the grass and hovered slowly up into the air. this time she took
extra care to keep her balance in check. still she wobbled a little but it was not long until there was
a feel gained for the weight that needed to be even. for some part, it was similar to barebacking her
pony jezebel back home. only a little less stable than the mare’s broad back. “so, how’s life?” indi
beamed cheekily over at sam as he reached her height, acting as if she had done this a thousand
times over and as if she was comfortable enough to hold an everyday conversation. but there in his
presence and right under his careful watch, indi couldn’t help but feel that she was. and plus, they
hadn’t yet had a proper conversation. with a grace that was almost angelic the girl swished her legs
about in the cool air that surrounded them, growing ever curious as to how to turn the broom. indi
guessed it would really only be a shift of her weight and/or a tug of the broom. not too hard, right?
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<SIZE size="50"><COLOR color="#5a473e">letting go of my head, cause i'm falling*


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