⚡ three [first level]

[grimented]

[Harry has good ideas sometimes, really! He can also think on his feet and the like and yeah, he's pretty awesome at this common sense thing. But this has to be the fifth time this week he's tried to break the barrier in the sky with spells not meant for breaking barriers. It's not his direct thought process, but typically when he goes out flying so he won't get rusty on his broom he gets the grand idea that attacking the barrier is a great idea. When it doesn't work, he gets angry, pounds on it with his fists, and sometimes just, you know, looses balance and nearly falls off his broom.]

[So that's how he's touching down in the West side, hanging onto his broom while staring down very worriedly at the ground below as he wills the magic to lower his broom, thereby him with it.]

[He goes to the East side after eating a huge lunch, heading toward his simple apartment, broom in hand and Quidditch robes flipping behind him.]