Harry Potter - Hedwig
Another two weeks without the freedom to fly. By now she should be used to it, it’s how she’s spent five summers; but her wing joints ache from the inactivity, her longing for soft velvet night skies is a sharp pain in her bones, and it’s hard not to blame the boy for it, even if it isn’t his fault.
He tries to lure her with treats, but she’s too irritated. A night-time journey, and still he won’t let her fly. Instead, there’s noises, a roaring engine and loud bangs.