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Michelle walked out onto the pitch for the first time with her Firebolt resting on her sholder. Once she had got to the center of the pitch, she mounted her broom and took off. She was a really good flyer due to she had lots of practice at home. (with her parents being both wizards she had done this before.)
When she reached the hight of the goal posts she reached her hand inside her pocket and took out a tiny gold ball. In her hand she held the Golden Snitch her dad had given her before leaving for school. She let it loose and it was off. She raced after it at high speed. I wish i could play on the team but i guess this is the next best thing. she thought to herself as she raced up and down the pitch trying to catch the Golden Snitch.
Maybe someone will come practice with me She thought as she sped up her hand almost on the snitch. That would be so much fun to make friends who can play Quidditch with me She continued.
When she reached the hight of the goal posts she reached her hand inside her pocket and took out a tiny gold ball. In her hand she held the Golden Snitch her dad had given her before leaving for school. She let it loose and it was off. She raced after it at high speed. I wish i could play on the team but i guess this is the next best thing. she thought to herself as she raced up and down the pitch trying to catch the Golden Snitch.
Maybe someone will come practice with me She thought as she sped up her hand almost on the snitch. That would be so much fun to make friends who can play Quidditch with me She continued.