Challenge: Flying Carpet
Word Count: 100
“Now.” Severus ran a careful hand over the carpet, which was rippling and curling in the wind from the loch. “Remember, I am not Turkish or Afghani. You must be careful until I learn your ways.”
The carpet jerked once, then slowly lowered itself to the castle roof. Severus stepped onto it and sat down. “Let's see what you can do.”
A moment's hesitation, and then they were airborne. Severus murmured a steering charm to avoid a stray gull but otherwise let the carpet do as it pleased. Smooth, responsive, touchingly eager and grateful -
Who needed a broom?