Fly with me (OPEN)

[JULIETTE AIME]

Juliette placed her hair in a very tight ponytail, the roots of her hair trying to escape her head. She took her Nimbus 2001 in her hand and slung it in her shoulders. She walked slowly, scanning the surroundings around her. It was sunny, the light going straight at her direction. Sweat trickling from her forehead to her cheek, without even flying or doing anything exhausting. She directly went to the Quidditch Pitch. Flying always made her feel better. It made her feel much more different from what she is now. "Flying... unladylike too much, don't you think?" her sister would tease her. She shook her head and pushed that thought behind.

She sighed and smiled as she stood at the Quidditch pitch. She inhaled the air around the pitch. She walked around the seats and placed her broom carefully in one. "Wow..." she turned around, recovering from the destroyed pitch from the war. She took her broom and ran down.

Juliette took off her cloak, her long sleeved collared shirt, Gryffindor tie and black skirt and tights. She sat on her broom and flew. She turned around and looked at the castle. She flew around the pitch multiple times and stopped in midair right about in the middle of the pitch. Her smile slowly turned to a frown. She looked at the castle, again. The only thing missing was a friend. A friend to fly with.

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[CAIAGA CHANDLER]

The damp ground squelched beneath her feet as she hurried over the grounds towards the quidditch pitch. Caiaga clutched her Cleansweep Eleven in one hand and an old set of borrowed quidditch balls. Her features held an expression of utmost joy and her every move seemed cheerful. She had just been told that she was to be Gryffindor's new Seeker! Finally! she thought, fiercely. A few light laughs escaped her as she quickened her pace. Of course she felt like flying. What else could she possibly want to do at a time like this? So naturally she was on her way to the large open piece of ground, bordered by raised viewing benches that was known as the quidditch pitch. She felt obliged to practice now more than ever, anyway.

She spent several minutes in the changing room, taking off her formal school things and getting her quidditch gear on. Her clothes were left in a messy pile on one of the shelves. She didn't really care that they would be terribly wrinkled by the time she put them back on at that moment. She was on her broom before she even made it outside, and the familiar sensation of the ground falling away under her feet was soon present. She was so absorbed in all this that she didn't even notice another girl in the air, staring at the castle.

She'd flown almost to the other side of the pitch when she realized that she had forgotten to release the snitch. She let out a sharp breath and began heading back towards the spot where she'd left the set of balls. It was only then, when she almost crashed right into the girl that she realized she was even there. Her face contorted into panic as she veered off course and only just managed to steady her broom before it turned upside-down. She stared at the girl, stunned, for a moment but recovered quickly. "Oh my! I'm so sorry I didn't know you were there!" She made a few half formed words of apology and ended up sounding like she was speaking gibberish. She felt blood rush into her face as she waited for her reaction.

[JULIETTE AIME]

Juliette continued to fly around. She stared at the lake for a while and started tugging at her hair. The sun hit her eye and she blinked furiously, shaking her head and turning away. She smiled before turning her head to the bottom of the pitch. There, was a girl who was maybe her age wearing her Quidditch robes. She was already riding on her broom and it looked like she was walking on with them. The air was whipping her hair behind her. She closed her eyes, the air smoothly passing her face.

She groaned as her skirt got stuck in her broom. The broom's woods were already sticking out, and Juliette only had it for two years. She leaned, her chest on her broom and went forwards.

She watched as the girl she saw earlier flew. She flew faster than Juliette and looked more like a Seeker. Her scarlet robes flowing behind her, color of Gryffindor. She stopped in midair again, this time staring at nowhere. She let herself daydream for a moment. Her heart jumped as the girl flew into her. She shook her head and at the thought that she was going to fall, the girl gripped her broom and held her steady. "Oh my god." Juliette placed one hand on her broom. He face went pink as she steadied herself. "'Tis okay." she said. She didn't show any emotion at all. But she tried to fake a smile. She was ought to be mad, but it was an accident. She listened to her apologies. She laughed as she sounded like she was talking in a different, a way different language. "It's okay. It was an accident! Calm down..." she said. "My name's Juliette, Juliette Aime." she introduced herself.

[CAIAGA CHANDLER]

This was so typical of Caiaga. Why was she constantly getting caught up in her own little world? All it ever did was cause situations like this! Where she ended up doing something terribly stupid and embarrassing. She would never admit it to herself but it all started when her mother was killed by death-eaters. She never wanted to feel that kind of pain again and so built up a wall against most emotions. She snapped out of it a while ago but she still had some struggling ahead of her. A crease formed between her eyebrows and she found herself focusing on the trunk of quidditch balls on the ground instead of the girl, who she estimated was about her age. But she had never seen her in any of her classes and so assumed that she was probably a year younger or older.

"'Tis okay." She glanced at the girl and was immensely relieved that there wasn't anger on her face. She frowned slightly as the girl forced a strange smile. "It's okay. It was an accident! Calm down..." Caiaga swallowed, wondering if maybe she wasn't going to be shouted at for almost ramming into something right before her eyes. "My name's Juliette, Juliette Aime." Wow. She put all that behind her so quickly? Caiaga felt herself relax little by little. After about a second of starring at Juliette -as she now knew her - she realized that perhaps she should introduce herself back.

"I'm Caiaga." She smiled quickly. "Nice to meet you." It was a glance at the quidditch set that finally forced the words out of her mouth. "Hey ... um - I was going to practice for a bit ... Would you like join me?" She thought for a second. "I'm a seeker but we could always throw the quaffle around for a bit?" the end of the sentence went up, making it sound more like a question than a suggestion.

[JULIETTE AIME]

Juliette stared at where she was looking at. She must have went here to practice for she had brought a trunk where Juliette knew where the balls were. She noticed that her head was in space. She must have been thinking of something. That, Juliette didn't know.

She felt her face turn back to normal for she was pink the whole time. Juliette didn't like heights, she was scared of heights. But after all, she loved flying and she takes extra precaution when she gets off the ground. She looked down and felt her stomach do a flip. She looked away just as she felt like she was going to barf. Her grip on her broom tightened as she swallowed and looked back at the girl in front of her.

She introduced herself as Caiaga. Juliette was not sure about what she heard but it must have sounded like that. She smiled and nodded. Caiaga was looking at the pitch, she was, too.
"Hey ... um - I was going to practice for a bit ... Would you like join me?" She turned to her. She was about to ask if she played Quidditch for the team this year, but Caiaga spoke. "I'm a seeker but we could always throw the quaffle around for a bit?" "Seeker?? That's pretty cool." she said. "Well, I guess so. Seems fun." she shrugged with a laugh. She flew downwards and as her feet touched the ground, she sighed of relief and looked at Caiaga.