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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

For Marcus the pace was leisurely, but Bryony gripped her broom with both hands as she watched the ground speed past and felt the wind tugging at her hair, trying to pull it from from the ponytail. She slowed when she neared the garden, pointing her broom down into a carefully controlled dive before she hopped off and touched a hand to the kitchen wall to declare her victory. She grinned up at Marcus, squinting slightly against the sun as he came down to join her.

If only she could fly and paint and be with Marcus every day, she really thought she could be happy - if she didn't have to 'earn' those pleasures by first spending time with her mother and sisters. To focus her mind back on the positive, she looked around the familiar garden. It was looking a little less well kempt than she would expect - presumably because Philipa wasn't in residence to tell the house-elves what to do, and there was no one they needed to provide food for. She knew if she mentioned it, Marcus would add it to his list of responsibilities to take care of, so she kept quiet. Maybe she could get Tilly to send some messages, if only she could think of something to do with the vegetables that were being grown.