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Flying is dangerous, Elisa thought, nervously glancing at the broomstick laying by her feet. Although Elisa came from a wizarding family, she had never actually flown before, if you don't count that toy broom that could only fly one foot off the ground her uncle gave her when she was three. She had never flown on a real broom.

Looking swiftly around her, Elisa noticed some other students already mounted and flying happily around. How are you supposed to sit on a wooden stick when it's hovering around in the air? Twisting her nervous fingers together, the Slytherin took a deep breath.

"Up!" She whispered to her broom, hoping it would hear. Apparently, it didn't hear her clearly, since all it did was to roll on the ground.

She tried, again, holding up her trembling arm at her side. This time, the broomstick did come up, but Elisa thought that it seemed rather reluctant, if a broom did indeed have feelings.

Determined to at least give flying a try, Elisa held the broomstick firmly and was about to mount it, when an ear piercing shriek made Elisa look up. To her absolute horror, she saw a girl falling from her broom, hair flying into her face as she fell. With a pang, Elisa's let go of her broomstick. She stood there, mouth wide open, petrified by the scene.

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november 6th, 2023		monday, morning
wc: 300		dhampir | sensitive to sunlight
interacting with: @Brookline Quinn		mentioning: @Elisa Wagner & @Tracey Bailey

Having been a late-riser her entire life, Scout was practically sprinting through the halls at Hogwarts, praying and hoping that she wasn't too late to class. Her robes were messy and her hair wasn't even properly brushed- she was so upset at her dormmates for not waking her up! At least they should have the courtesy to shout before they left the room... what a mess!

It was cold outside, and Scout cursed herself for not wearing a cardigan under her robes. Though she was a dhampir and she shouldn't have liked the sun as much as she did, she had hoped summer would last a little longer, stay a little warmer. But that wasn't here nor there, and she should at least be grateful that the winter months meant a lack of sun.

She still opted to put on sunscreen and keep the hood of her robes up when she was outside for more than an hour- which only added to her rush this morning! Flying class was probably one of her least favorites, wizards and witches were geniuses and could make spells but they couldn't make brooms that could be safely flown inside?

"Sorry I'm late! I was-" Scout cut herself short when she heard a shrill screech and gasps of her fellow classmates. Following their gaze, Scout realized that... ohmygod- a girl was falling! She was pretty high up- she'd definitely break a bone or three if she fell straight onto the ground... Scout knew (probably better than the average person) that falling onto the ground straight on would be pretty bad, she should try to help!

Ditching the idea of casting a spell (she had seen out of the corner of her eye a girl trying to cast some spell), she tried to run where the girl was falling- she was pretty strong and pretty fast, at least she thought! Trying to catch someone who was probably similar in height and weight to her would be easy-peasy, Scout could lift herself up with ease!

whether or not scout succeeds at catching/failing/getting smushed/missing completely/etc is up to you brook :]

Brookline Quinn ✩ First Year ✩ Ravenclaw

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Mentions: Reducio @Scout Fu-Hai@Tracey Bailey@Elisa Wagner

Location: Reducio flying class

Thoughts & Speech: Reducio Brooke -- Thoughts = italics Speech Tigeress -- speech

Quote: Reducio "Throw me to the wolves, and I’ll come back leading the pack,"

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Squeezing her eyes shut even tighter, Brooke thought rapidly, Ohmigosh, ohmigosh, that damn broom, damn it. Falling is not fun. You would think it would be fun. But it's not. Not at all. Never in someone ’s life would falling be fun. No.

As Brooke fell, her eyes clamped shut as if glue had been placed among her dark blue eyes. Glue! Oh my gosh. This is all a dream, all a dream, dreamy. I'm just dreaming. This all a dream. A damn shitty dream that is, Brooke thought once more, making herself believe this was all just a dream.

Brooke opened her eyes a crack. Green. White. A green blob with white stripes. Everything was fuzzy, Then it dawned on her. She IS falling! It wasn't a dream! Shit, ohmigosh, oh my GOSH!! She thought. Flailing her arms and legs about, she screamed once more, this time more of fear than fright, tears pricking her eyes.

As she tried to think what to do to save herself. Brooke's eyes were clamped shut tightly as if it was just a wrinkly crinkled line. Planning, Brooke thought if she was to fall on the ground, the best way to fall was on her side, covering her ribcage with her arms. She tried to shift that way, but the force of the falling was much stronger.

Brooke stayed the way she was. Her ankles were gonna shatter. Her long brunette hair flapping in the wind, slapping her windburned cheeks. In annoyance, Brooke swatted her hair away as you would with a fly, and she fell down faster.

Faster meant sooner, screaming, Brooke fell with a small thump in a girl’s arms. Well mostly. The girl who had caught her, fell to the ground as well, trying to catch the Ravenclaw.

When Brooke’s vision came around, she noticed the girl sprawn on the ground as well, and the aching pain in her legs. Frankly, she kinda glad she wasn't that hurt, because she checked the feeling in her arms and back and hips, and they seems fine. But the girl who had caught her was probably a different story...

Scrambling up, without hurting the girl even more, and ignoring the harsh pain in her legs, Brooke spoke rapidly, “Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!” Helping the maybe injured girl up, she waited for-by the looks of the girl’s robes- the Gryffindor girl to speak.

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Date:

Reducio November 6th

Word Count: 401 / 200

Elisa's eyes followed the falling girl, and saw, as though in slow motion, her body coming nearer and nearer to the ground. The very hard ground. The girl's hair was flying into her face- that same pretty, well combed brunette hair! It was Brooke, Brookline, that nice girl from the sorting ceremony!

She was getting very near to the ground now.

Was it Elisa, or did someone shout the Levitation Spell a few brooms away from her? Were they Levitating their broomstick? Because Elisa remembered very well that the Levitation Spell didn't work on humans...

A spell! Think of a spell! Elisa thought rapidly. If only she knew Accio, she could've summoned a mattress...

Just as Elisa thought it was no hope anymore- Brooke would smash herself onto the ground- a shadow, quick as a flash, zoomed under Brooke's falling form and, before Elisa could shout at her- it was a girl- 'What the heck are you doing? You're gonna get smashed!', Brooke's body fell with a loud thud- and the two girls toppled on the ground.

Instinct leading her, Elisa rushed to the two girls, tripping over a broom or two. Wearing a worried frown, she walked to their side. Brooke, because it was indeed Brookline who had fallen, was standing up, and Elisa couldn't help but notice the barely visible shadow of a grimace across Brooke's face- Elisa was far too accustomed to that expression on the face of her mother's patients to not recognise it.

Elisa looked towards the girl-who-made-herself-a-mattress. "Are you guys alright?"

That was a useless question. They weren't alright, of course.

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november 6th, 2023		monday, morning
wc: 300		dhampir | sensitive to sunlight
interacting with: @Brookline Quinn & @Elisa Wagner & @Tracey Bailey		mentioning:

In her eleven years of life, Scout had never once learned how to not be reckless. She jumped into every single thing head-first, and thought of the consequences later. 'Later' being anywhere from hours to months. She had only realized a year ago that the reason she wasn't allowed to go into shops by herself is because one time when she was eight she accidentally knocked over a vase. Her dad never let her forget, but tit took awhile for the pieces to fall in place.

In the split-second that was in between her sliding on the grass to catch the falling girl, and right before the girl smacked into her, Scout thought that she maybe should've stayed back. She would be collateral, of course. But that didn't matter too much. She was unthinking and careless by nature- it was just her.

But at this exact moment, she wished more than anything that she had thought thoroughly the action she took and the consequences it would have- because right now, her legs hurt real bad. But at least the other girl wasn't like... broken... so that was good! Scout had suffered a fair amount of bruises and broken bones from her endeavors outside, so this technically wasn't any different. She was a big girl, she'd just have to deal with it!

"No broken bones! Er- I don't think!" Scout took the Ravenclaw's help up and dusted off her robes. "Um... we should probably go to the infirmary, though..." Embarrassed (if only a little bit) by her actions, Scout quickly insisted that she probably didn't need any help. "But not for me, though! I'm right as rain!"

Dhampir's probably had like... faster regeneration than humans, right? That might only be in movies and fantasy but, like, she could pretend. Ugh, it'd probably be helpful to take Care of the Magical Creatures and hope that they brought up vampires.

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Location: Reducio flying class

Thoughts & Speech: Reducio Brooke -- Thoughts = italics Speech Tigeress -- speech

Quote: Reducio "Throw me to the wolves, and I’ll come back leading the pack,"

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Brooke never in her life had a broken bone, so to be truthful, she didn’t want to go to the wing and all she found out was that she had a broken leg. Though she wasn't crying and she was standing, that she broke her leg was highly unlikely. But she didn't want to risk the chance. Waiting sounds good to her.

Brooke was also glad that the girl wasn’t hurt.“Ok, good, I thought yeh were hurt. I’m glad yeh aren’t! If this bloody pain in my legs does disappear, I'm sure I'll be fine,” The Welsh accent was soft and crisp. There was a slight waver in her voice but a small grin on her face showed that she would be fine.

Brooke noticed two girls by her. O..kay.. This makes this so much embarrassing, these three girls ssw me fall! Ugh. Brooke thought. Oh its Elisa! And another girl Brooke didn’t know. She spoke softy, “Yeah, we’re ok. I don't thinkkk we need an professor, but I think me and... are fine... What's your name?” Brooke asked, turning to the Gryffindor girl.

“And also thanks for catching me. Yeh really saved me from some broken bones! Though the nurse, er, Nurse Sabo @Dusana Sabo could fix anything! But I’m glad that we weren't badly hurt to create more works for her. ” Ranting slightly, Brooke noticed she was, and she was slightly embarrassed.

“Oops, sorry for that rant, you guys can talk now.” The color flashing in her cheeks, Brooke smiled at the girls and waited for the girls’ reply.

Thinking, Brooke wondered why she had fallen of her broom. Dumbass self, she thought, her first thought. Anyone her reasons she did not have. But how could she? She’d been on broomsticks her whole entire life! Just how the hell did I?

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Date:

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Word Count: 293/200

Still wearing a very concerned look on her face, Elisa stared at the girls, who were standing up in turn and brushing dirt off their robes. She was still staring, when she realised she might have been very impolite. After all, who would like someone's eyes to be glued at them, as though they were an animal in a zoo.

But Elisa couldn't help but stare. When she was lost in her thoughts, she'd stare. Except other didn't know that, and she'd find herself in an awkward situation trying to explain why she was goggling at others.

How- Just how can two girls be, no seem, rather, completely fine after a fall that high? And on crashing onto the other? It seemed quite impossible that they hadn't even broken a bone. Curious, hm?

She brushed these thoughts away, coming back to reality- she didn't want to justify her staring. Another girl had come while Elisa wasn't noticing. Probably the person who cast the Levitation Charm, trying to levitate the falling Brooke. Good try, but it doesn't work on humans! Elisa thought again.

Turning back to face Brookline and the brave-girl-who-had-half-caught-Brooke, she asked once again, "Are you really alright? That was a scary fall!"

She knew, she was sounding like a grandma, but still, that was a scary fall!