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I groan and pick myself up from the tree branch and whistle for my broom hearing it's usual whisk sound it makes when it flies quickly through the air. I've been conditioning all summer and have made my body toned and slightly muscled on my arms, thighs, and calves which in my opinion is where it counts. My broom dashes for me and I step back then take a running leap off the branch and land on my broom.

I grip the broom tightly and race between the many branches and trunks of the trees making sure to dodge them all. I smirk and crouch further making us go faster and I feel the wind whisk past my long curly locks, I twirl around on the broom as I barely miss a branch that would've hit my head. That could've been bad. I flip myself back onto my broom and fly up out of the canopy of trees and into the sky, with a loud rustle and many leaves flying around me I make it out and look out over the trees while panting heavily. I push my hair back and take a deep breath in as I hear the familiar yell of my mother.

"LEVI, ITS TIME TO FINISH PACKING, WE ARE HEADING TO THE BURROW IN TWO HOURS!" I let out a loud groan that sounded more like a yell then quickly fly back to the house, on the way there I go over what happened all summer. Basically me and Alick never talked, I found out Alick and Liza aren't a thing which is, good? I guess, also I found out just last night that Liza is wanting to go to Hogwarts this year also. Yay.

Note my sarcasm. A good thing that happened is that I am now able to go into my animagus form which is a wolf surprisingly, the only thing that was unpleasant about it is that I had to hold that damned mandrake leaf in my mouth for nearly a month and keep in chanting that damn rhyme. My father had great joy in teasing me throughout the month but when the time came we spent the nights running throughout the forest in our forms. Mine being a wolf and his being a stallion. I exit from my thoughts and see that I'm nearing the house quickly so I furrow my brows and jump off my broom then walk with it in my hand as I jog up the steps.

I open the door and wipe sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand.

"I'm here, sorry I took a while. I was far away." My mom looks to me warmly and tosses me a towel.

"It's fine honey, at least you were doing something productive. I can't wait to see you in those Quidditch games!" My mom squeals in excitement and I roll my eyes at her as I say with a laughing voice.

"Mom, that's only if I make it on the team." I feel her cup my face as I put the towel on my head.

"Oh honey you'll make it, I know you will." I smile at her and puff out my cheeks which earns me a laugh. After a moment I feel her turn me around and push me upstairs as she speaks.

"Now go upstairs and shower, you're sweaty." I stick my tongue out at her and head upstairs to shower, I go into my room and grab clothes then say as I wave my hand.

"Pack." I hear the sound of my suitcase opening and my things floating into it as I walk into the bathroom and shut the door. I hum out a song and take off my shirt and sweats leaving me in my black bra and undies, my stomach is no longer soft like in the beginning of summer. It's now curved and edged with abs and toned muscles. My arms are slender but muscled and my legs are toned and muscled lightly on my thighs, calves, and bum. I let out a hum of approval and turn on the water for the shower and jump in after I discard my underwear, the warm water relaxes my muscles and trickles down my back in warm droplets. I sigh in delight and feel myself relax as I start to wash myself.

I flip my hair and tussle it in the towel until it's dry and finger brush it out a bit so that it's not as crazy, I let out a hum and pull my clothes on feeling my jeans fit tighter on my thighs and bum and my shirt being a little tight on my chest and shoulders. I tug at the clothing to try and stretch and loosen it but to no avail it doesn't work so I just leave it as it is, I shake my hair out once more then walk out of the bathroom ruffling my hair on my hands. I pick up my suitcase and close my bedroom door as Ivy scrambles out and crawls on top of my case to enjoy the ride down the stairs.

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