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[ali__cat]

The quidditch pitch was desterted, as it usually was this time of day. Alice hummed softly to herself, pleased that the weather was warm and the sky clear. It was a great day for flying, and she couldn't wait to get her feet off the ground. Having spent most of the morning and a good deal of the afternoon in the greenhouse between classes, Alice

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[box__bolt]

Tugging on his dragonhide gloves, with his tree-trunk of a broom thrown over his shoulder, Kingsley joined Alice.

"Nice day for a race, don't you think?"

[ali__cat]

She grinned seeing her good friend. "I would say it is a beautiful day for anything on a broom. How are you doing?"

[box__bolt]

For some reason, he never felt inhibited talking to Alice like he did with Keda. If he said the wrong thing to Alice, she'd laugh at him. If he said the wrong thing to Keda, she'd slap the crap out if him and run away.

"Got Keda some flowers. You proud?"

[ali__cat]

She laughed softly "Good show mate, I am impressed, you get bonus points for style" She leaned back on her broom, "Frank got me this," she held her wrist out shyly showing him the bracelet.

[box__bolt]

"Don't show that to Keda." he said quickly, "or I'll be in big trouble for being stingy."

With that, he took off over the pitch at top speed, daring her to challenge him.

[ali__cat]

Alice shook her head, and pushed off the ground hard sailing up to meet him. She did a quick loop stopping only a few feet from his left. "Would you like a flying lesson Kingsley?" She smirked at him.

[box__bolt]

"What for? So the student could far surpass his teacher?" he quipped, before shooting off into a barrel roll.