Two ravens

[Estrella Drage]

Pulling the elastic band over her head and under her hair, Estrella snapped the goggles on her face. There was nothing worse than a bug in the eye and she definitely wasn't going to take her chances with birds. Commanding her broom with a stern "Up," she beamed at Harold. She'd suggested they go on this date together, just the two of them. It made sense to the witch: He worked in the Quidditch League Headquarters and she on the Invisibility Task Force. Going for a fly would be a great way to get to know each other. All the better that she could cast the appropriate invisibility magic to make them look like a pair of birds to onlookers.

"Race you 'round the world," Estrella half-joked as she swung a leg over her broom. With all its scuffs and stray bristles, the Amethyst Streak was a proud veteran of older days.

 

[Harold Garrison]

Work, Harold was present for today he decided he needed to sign some papers. As he was behind his desk he noticed something, there were no papers to sign after all. Harold sighed and decided to grab some coffee outside, while walking he saw a familiar face flying with her broom. He did forgot about the whole date, still he brushed up the straight face and smiled at her. Good thing his broom was parked nearby, Harold grabbed it and followed Estrella's path. She was in the Invisibility task force after all so it was really safe for them to wander around.

"Not if I beat you first." he replied acting like a teenager again. He kicked of his broom and flew up and fast away from the building. Last week he had his training for the upcoming match and now here he is racing with a beautiful woman names Estrella.

 

[Estrella Drage]

Out of Character:

Just to clarify, they're meeting up on a date, not at work They're likely nowhere near the Ministry.

Surprised by Harold as he shot into the skies, Estrella took a few moments to launch off. She leaned into her broom and chased after her date. Flying was marvelous; there was something about slicing through the air that was just magical in itself. It was too bad that she'd ever given it up. Unfortunately, she'd never made time after she'd gotten pregnant the first time around.

"So afraid of me that you have to give yourself a head-start, Quidditch player?" the witch shouted as she caught up to the wizard. Smirking, Estrella dropped and weaved under Harold, racing off in the other direction. She only expected him to follow.