In Motion
Clouds
The sky. The bright, blue engulfing sky shining beautiful within the sun's rays as the wind breezed against his exposed skin and chest, arms spread out feeling the breeze fully. No words could describe how great being beyond the ground, and one with the air, there were none which were within Harry's vocabulary. Nevertheless being above the ground felt so wonderful; utterly and completely.
Free. That had been the world in which he had been looking forward.
"What do you think kid?" Sam or rather Falcon adjusts slightly looking upwards wearing a large grin on his face. "Nothing like being in the air, amirite?"
Harry laughed, nodding. "This is the best!"
"Don't go and count me out." Another voice pierced through the air as a metallic machine zoomed past them doing a barrel roll with sheer ease. The face plate shifted revealing the face inside as the man beneath smiled smugly. "Think you can keep up, Falcon?" The man challenged, good-naturally as eyes danced with mirth and laughter. The man within had been Colonel James "Rhodey" Rhodes; a close friend of his Uncle Tony and partner in saving the world before the Avengers had formed, now a days he seemed to spend his time endorsing the team and helping them from the sidelines.
Falcon rolled his eyes sending him a look. "Any day of the week Warmachine!"
"It's Iron Patriot now!"
"Either way I can still out fly you any day of the week," Falcon called, wings extended preparing to go faster. "The real question is whether you can keep up with me."
Rhodey grunted. "Let's go Sam! Jets versus wings!"
Without warning Sam's wings seemed to extend further glistening from the rays of the light picking up speed and pulsed straight through the air, Harry gripping tightly upon his shoulders as the sounds of machinery trailing after them. The skies pierced with the rumbling commotion of the engine attached to Rhodey's Suit while the sonic soothing sounds of Sam's wings made for an elegant melody, however that had been neither here nor there as he focused on the most important thing.
Being in the air.
It had been times like this when Harry wished he brought his broom along with them simply so he could fly along with Sam and Rhodey. Flying upon Sam's back had been all well and good there were nothing better than flying on one's own.
For now this was enough.
End Chapter.
This is by far one of the more shorter parts of this little series, though for a very good reason. In the mean time the last and final part of this mini series will be coming up very soon!
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