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Lucy laughed at that, shaking her head. "You didn't see me in first year," she said. Where this natural flying ability had come from she had no idea, but it certainly hadn't been there during her time at Hogwarts. Perhaps it had something to do with stress, or fear. Lucy didn't think of herself as a fearful person but at age 11, away from her parents for the first time, being asked to do something she only barely believed was possible - she could see how that would mess with her mind enough to create a psychological block. She liked the idea of going fast, though, even if it was a little scary. It was the same kind of feeling she'd experienced when she started rock climbing.
Despite the earliness of the morning, Lucy was energised. Rich was obviously passionate about all this racing stuff, which helped. "No time like the present," she declared before excusing herself to the loo to change. The leathers were tight, but Lucy didn't mind that. She wasn't exactly one for tight tops and short skirts usually, but these were practical and she knew she had nothing to be ashamed of. "These boots are amazing," she said as she emerged, her hair still hanging loose for now. "Would it be wrong to wear them to work?"