This is just a cute piece I came up with. Q is a difficult letter. Hope you enjoy day seventeen :)
Q is for Quidditch.
Her blue eyes were wide as she watched the chasers fly above her. She grasped the railing between her tiny hands, gasping when the quaffle swished past her nose that was pressed against the chainlink fence.
The players flew through the stadium, chasers throwing the quaffle and ducking from the bludgers that the beaters were aiming at them.
She gasped excited as the seeker on the blue team dove for the snitch. A smile started to spread across her lips. She clapped as he grabbed the snitch.
"Kaylee, come on," her mother said, pulling on her shoulder.
She blinked and stepped back, watching the teams walk off the field, brooms clutched in their hands. The stadium faded from her imagination to reveal a soccer field, quidditch goals set up on either end by the soccer nets. The blue seeker waved at her with a wink. She smiled before turning to her mother.
"Did you enjoy the end of the game?" Her mother asked as she grabbed Kaylee's hand.
"Yeah," Kaylee said as she skipped along beside her mother. "They were really good fliers."
Her mother laughed as they walked away, down the sidewalk towards home.
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