Simply flying.

[Ellie Sparks]

Ellie stepped out of the Castle and made her way down to the Quidditch pitch, her Scarlett Streak under her arm, the wind whipping her newly died blonde hair out behind her. It was a horrible day, clouds covered the sunless sky and raindrops were landing on the ground with such force that they splattered back up again! She didn't mind though. She loved flying in those conditions. The wind between her hair had to be her favorite feeling, and the rain on her face was a close second! Arriving on the pitch, she swung a leg over her broom and mounted it, before kicking off the ground hard and hovering just above it. Brushing her fringe out of her eyes, she lay low on her broom and flew upwards, gathering speed as she climbed higher and higher. Halting, she found herself high above the Castle and goal posts, they looked like ants to her. She was a little too high for her liking. It reminded her of the time she had fallen off her broom after trying to get to heaven. Remembering that event made her cheeks blush a deep red, and she lay low on her broom once more, flying downwards until she was in line with the Goal Post's, at which point she done a loop-the-loop to get her blood pumping, before doing three laps of the pitch. Stopping near the North end, she hovered. A grin appeared on her face. Boy she loved flying!