Lucy hit her broom like the others, hovering for just a split second before allowing herself to lean forward and put a bit of speed and distance between herself and the ground. This was what magic was all about it - with or without the actual magic bits, flight was the important bit, she was sure.
"Meg - you're missing out, you know!" She shouted down to the Hufflepuff, laughing lightly, feeling happier than she had since they'd left the castle for the summer break. All thoughts of blue flames, funerals, visions, failed exams, and her father went completely out of her mind as the warm breeze seemed to pick her up. "Are we gonna play or what?" She shouted to the others, wondering if they'd want to actually try a pick up match.