All This Time I Was Finding Myself

[pottering]

Harry Potter

GENDER: Male
AGE: 18
SEEKING: I really have no idea, I suppose friends, I haven't had much time to think about the rest of that stuff
EXTRA: I may have just saved the world, but my friends might hit me upside the head if that's all I put, so, hi. I'm Harry. Just Harry. I'd be sort of excited if you hadn't heard of me actually.

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[sanguinescry]

( That's...an interesting response. Lydia turns it over in her mind a few times. "It knows me pretty well by now," like the broom has a mind of its own and it's taking mental notes of Harry's general flying style and reacting accordingly. That's...interesting. That is something she's absolutely going to have to ask him more about at some point. Not right now. )

Just hold on, got it.

( When he kicks off the ground, Lydia finds herself squeezing him a little tighter with the surprise of actually lifting off the ground and, then, speeding up, literally flying. She's flying on a broomstick with Harry Potter right now. That's a thing that's happening in Lydia's life.

She grins a little at him when he turns his head and asks after her. )

I'm freaking amazing right now!

[pottering]

[The answer is 'sort of.' Lots of magical objects take on some kind of personality, especially if they're owned and used by the same witch or wizard for years. When she asks, he'll do his best to stumble through the explanations Arthur Weasley's given him over the years, but for now he doesn't even think twice about it, too pleased at the chance to take someone else flying for the first time.

And from the sound of it, Lydia's the kind of person who really takes to it.]

Brilliant! Keep hanging on, yeah?

[Because flying fairly slowly in a straight line is not exactly any sort of introduction to flying, from Harry's perspective. No, they're going to veer right out over the jungle, speeding up now before Harry spots a little river winding through the trees and angles sharply over to it and drops to almost skim the surface of the water. Still easy maneuvers, especially for a Seeker, and he's gratified to find the Firebolt handling all of them without any trouble at all, even with two people loaded on.]

[sanguinescry]

( His warning to keep hanging on is heeded, of course, but Lydia still doesn't expect it when he turns sharply and her arms tighten to squeeze his middle as she looks ahead of them again, a surprised little yelp escaping her before being followed by a laugh. This is real life. This is happening right now. )

This is literally the coolest thing I've ever done, you do this all the time? Does it ever lose its luster?

( She doubts it, but you never know. )

[pottering]

[The yelp makes him laugh as he pulls the stick back and sends them soaring back into the sky again.]

Never. Not once. I don't think it ever could.

[He follows the river more slowly now, in the little narrow valley between the treetops. It might lead them back toward the resort eventually, flowing toward the ocean.]

I play Quidditch, actually, it's this sport that's all on broomsticks. But the first time I got on a broom, I just...knew how to do it.