Flying around.

[rose]

Rose woke up to the sound of her alarm. She looked at it and it said that it was only three in the morning. She wondered why her clock was set for three in the morning and who had turned it to that time. Lucky for her it was a Saturday and she didn't have to get up so early. Rolling over trying to go back to sleep for a couple more hours she gone back to sleep just to get woken back up again only this time by Peeves the Poltergeist ghost who won't leave her alone at times. For some reason unknown to her Peeves likes to bother her most of the students in her dorm room. Looking at the clock she saw that it was only six in the morning. She had gotten three more hours of sleep and realized it was a lost cause to try to get anymore.

Getting out of bed and slowly getting dressed into jeans and a red hoddie with a jean jacket over it and grabbing her broom she thought that flying would be a good way to start off the day. Not that she hadn't done that before because she has. Grabbing a ponytail on the way out she desended the stairs and pulled her hair into a ponytail. The only strands that were out of the ponytail was her bangs. She stiffled a yawn as she made it out to the corridors and down to the great hall and then out the big great oak doors. She stopped as soon as she was outside. There was snow on the ground and she knew it may be a bit chilly for flying around but she didn't care.

Walking down he path that lead to the Quidditch Pitch stiffling yet another yawn. As she made her way towards the field she began humming 'Once Upon A December'. She loved that song so much that she tried to learned the song and acclompished singing the song which helped her mother find her in Diagon Alley. Every now and then you can find her humming that particular song when she's either tired or bumbed out. At the present moment she was a bit tired and didn't really want to do anything else but sleep or fly and since she couldn't go back to sleep she decided she might as well fly.

Getting into the middle of the pitch she hopped onto her broom and off she was like a rocket. The cold air was brushing past her cheeks making wake up with every touch of the wind that was hitting her face. And her emotions flew away behind her. She felt like she was in heaven. Where no one could burst the buble. Well there were a few people who could but she would try and not let them burst her happy bubble at the moment. Not that it was going to work. Closing her eyes for a moment she flew straight ahead. When she opened up her eyes she had a smile on her face.

[Lucy Weasley]

Lucy's eyes fluttered open and were met with blinding sunlight coming through the window next to her bed. She turned around to look at her clock and groaned. Seven AM and it was Saturday. She hadn't meant to wake up that early, but her body just worked that way. Whenever she needed to sleep longer, she woke up early, and whenever she didn't have time to sleep, she slept late. She knew that there was no point in trying to fall asleep again, so she slowly sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes. She looked around her room. She heard the soft, slow breathing of her housemates and the soft rise and fall of the bodies of her friends. She smiled. She wished she could wake them up, but that would just be rude.

Stumbling out of bed, she decided to get dressed and do something. She had a lot of homework for the weekend that was due on Monday but she didn't feel like doing it just yet. Homework was so tiring and on a bright Saturady morning like this, she didn't want to waste her time inside. She finally decided on going outside and practicing some quidditch. Afterall, the season would start soon and although she had already made the team, she really needed to brush up on her skills, as she had not practiced much over the summer.

She slipped out of her pajamas and threw on a t-shirt with a sweatshirt on top and a pair of comfortable jeans. She loved wearing muggle clothes, they were so much more comfortable than wearing the robes that they had to wear at Hogwarts and she wore them despite some people making fun of her for it.

Lucy grabbed her broom and headed out to the Quiddtich pitch. She loved playing the game. The feeling of the air rushing through her hair and the wind blowing in her face was just so exhilarating. As she walked onto the field, a bright smile was shown on her face. She looked around to see that only one other person was there. Funny, usually there were more people and with the Quidditch season drawing so near, she thought there would be more people. However, she was up early, so she shrugged to herself and mounted her broom.

In one swift motion, she was off and up in the air. The familiar feeling of flying filled her with happiness as she zoomed around. Just then, she remembered the other person that was there. The girl was very far away, on the other side of the field, but Lucy squinted her eyes and looked closely. From the look of it, the girl had wavy, bushy light brown hair and looked about a fourth year. Lucy still couldn't tell exactly who it was and the person wasn't wearing their robes, so she flew closer. As she approached the girl, she realized it was her cousin Rose Weasley. Lucy's smile widened even more. She was always happy to see her fourth year cousin anytime. "Hey, Rose!" she called out to her, waving her hand.