Letting go

[Mirabelle Monet]

Feeling out of you element is never a good feeling, especially when your defining yourself. For Mirabelle, this feeling was nothing new. The feeling like your just one of hundreds in a place where you just blend, where you don't fade into the cracks in the wall or stand out in a crowd. Being raised in an orphanage prepares you for the moments when you feel like that because you are one out of how many children. Each of you are trying to out shine the others, so the family looking to adopt will pick you. Mirabelle found out her place to shine was on the quidditch pitch, soaring through the air with no fears or worries.
That's where she was headed now, so she can feel like herself again. She took in the scenery all around her as she walked to the pitch. She didn't want to miss a single detail about the grounds, but that proved to be difficult seeing as how there was more detail to the grounds then Mirabelle could keep up with. Finally, she reached the pitch and took it all in. Standing on the field was the most incredible feeling ever. She turned in a full circle, looking at the stands and goal posts. Mira decided to go and see if she could find a broom closet with a broom to use. Being a first year means that she couldn't have her own broom with her. Once she found a closet that said student brooms, she tried each one out until she found on that suited her.
As she was walking back onto the pitch, she passed the supply closet and decided to get the snitch out and use that. Once she had the snitch, she continued on to the pitch. She mounted her broom, let the snitch go, waited ten seconds, and then took off after it. Just like she knew would happen, she forgot about everything except what she was doing.

[Kacey Zebec]

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"come on... " Kacey says as she tugs at a trunk at the bottom of the broom cupboard she was in. The old brown case was stuck between some brooms and Kacey couldn't get it out. All she wanted to do was get the Bludgers so she could practice a bit. It was actually a nice day outside and Kacey hadn't practiced in a while. She missed the wind that whipped her robes around as she flew, and messed up her hair the faster she flew. She missed the adrenaline rush that came when she hurled herself in front of a Bludger as it soared towards her, and threatened the safety of both herself, and her team mate. She missed the loud Thwack! that was made when her bat came in contact with the ball, in perfect timing and coordination with her team in order to help them out. Frankly, she just missed Quidditch. She hadn't had the time lately to come out here much, although she wanted to. She was just so busy, and without the Quidditch teams actually set yet, there weren't any games to practice for. But Kacey still wanted to practice, for it was long overdue.

Finally the trunk came loose and slid out quickly with a jerk, but with it Kacey fell back on her behind and all the brooms in the cupboard fell with it and made a mess around her. "awe really?" she sighed to herself and began to clean up the brooms. Within minutes, she had grabbed a broom and was carrying the trunk to the Pitch. She hummed lightly and set the trunk down in the middle of the field, and opened it and watched as the Bludger's struggled against the straps that held them down. She was just about to let them loose when she heard a Swoosh from above her that made her jump. She looked up and noticed a girl above her, flying around. Kacey watched, impressed at her swift moves and speed. It was a good thing she hadn't released the Bludgers though, she didn't want anyone to be sent to the hospital wing on her watch, especially a girl she didn't know, and that was just innocently practicing. Plus, she hadn't even known that she was there, she could have been hit and Kacey wouldn't have known before it was to late.

Kacey watched the girl for a few minutes before finally deciding to mount her own broom and get in the air. She soared up and watched her from the air before calling, "hey!" out to her. She watched for a minute more before she flew towards her, and got used to her broom a little bit. It wasn't hers, so she had to get a feel for it. She slowly stopped to a hover a little higher up so she could watch the girl fly around.