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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Long familiar with the route to the flying field Dean made quick work of the trip to the well-warded area, and ignored the few kids who were hanging around, even as a couple of them turned towards him. He slung his leg over his broom and pushed off, soaring far above even those with full-sized broomsticks.

He hadn't got any real purpose in mind and even though being off the ground was lightening his heart a little, cutting through his anger, so he just flew lazy, random patterns. Mostly he kept to one level, occasionally swooping or rising slightly, but never doing tricks or picking up huge amounts of speed. Eventually he saw another broom approaching his height and immediately recognised Seamus and turning to him, and flying in his general direction with more purpose. He wasn't sure what to say, what to suggest.