That night, Lindsay and Harry snuck out to the pitch to spy on the Ravenclaw team. Lindsay had transformed into Pavarti, seeing as she was wearing Gryffindor robes, and Padma was a chaser on the team. Their cover story was that Pavarti wanted to cheer on her sister as much as she could before the game so that she would not have to feel guilty about rooting for her house in the actual match. Harry had been disillusioned and was sitting beside Lindsay, ready to jump behind the seats in case someone got too close. But nobody seemed to take much notice of them. So they were able to take notes and learn their opponent's strategy's in peace.
Once the Ravenclaw team was done practice, Lindsay/Pavarti was preparing to go back up to the school when Harry, now visible, grabbed her arm.
"What is it?" Lindsay asked as she changed back into herself.
"I wanna see you fly" Harry said, a challenging tone to his voice.
"But Harry, you've seen my flying."
"You admitted that was you not trying, I want to see you try."
"And here I thought you would want to see me save that for the game."
"Well, don't use up all of your good flying, just please demonstrate to me."
"Fine! 'Accio Voler!' "Lindsay shouted and a few moments later her broom could be seen flying across the grounds.
"Voler?"
"French Canadian makers of specialty brooms." Lindsay answered simply.
"Oh. 'Accio Firebolt'" and soon Harry had his broom beside him also.
"So what exactly do you want me to do to prove my prowess in flying to you?" Lindsay asked
"W ant you to see if you can keep up!" Harry challenged before jumping on his broom and zooming off. 'does she really think she can top me? I'm on a Firebolt for god sakes, if she thinks she can outstrip and outmanoeuvre me, I'd like to see her try' He thought as the air and a girl on a broomstick zoomed past him.
"What the HELL?" he cursed loudly as he raced to catch up with her. As she zoomed circling around the pitch, giving him a chance to catch up to her.
"Having problems Harry?" she asked as Harry came up on her tail.
"No, just one question though, how did you pass my Firebolt?" He asked, but he was loosing speed, or was she gaining he could not tell, but as she sped away from him she called out to him.
"I'll tell you if you can catch me." and with that Lindsay soared upwards in complicated twists and turns with Harry in hot pursuit, eventually, she tired of this game and went into a downward spiral and landed on the ground smoothly.
"okay, HOW THE HELL did you outstrip my Firebolt?" Harry asked as he landed beside her.
"Simple, I did not rely on my broom to do the flying for me, your broom is better equipped than mine, but as far as focus and drive goes, either I'm your superior or you're simply relying too much on the broom and not enough on yourself to get you where you need to go."
"Say that again?" Harry said puzzled.
"your broom's better, but my flying tops yours so my broom feeds off of that, this is what makes me a good flyer, connecting with my broom and working WITH it and having it work WITH me, not FOR me. Get it?"
"So you have some kind of 'relationship' with your broom? And it helps you fly better?"
"that's a simple way of putting it, but basically I treat my broom like a team-mate rather than a piece of equipment."
"And this helps how?"
"I dunno, but it works for me. I've even given my broom a name."
"And that is?"
"Lola"
"Lola?"
(A/N this is my alto saxophone's name! And NO I did NOT name it after the character in confessions of a teemage drama queen {that movie was so disappointing, the book was SO much better!} If you've ever named an object that was important to you, plz tell me what it was and what you named it! It's so interesting. Hey Sehanie Moonbow? What did you name your trumpet? I forgot… anyway, back to the story.)
"It just seemed to fit. It's overdramatic and outspoken, kinda like me, so since the broom is supposed to have the same personality as my wand that is supposed to have a personality that reflects upon me, I thought that name worked."
"I see…"
"What? Haven't you named you named your broom?"
"No."
"Weird, where I came from, almost everyone named their broom, but meh, to each his own."
"So you gonna fly that good in tomorrow's game?" Harry asked.
"I was planning on it, however, all I seem to need to do is chase the bludger and hit it at the closest Ravenclaw."
"I see, well do me a favour and target Cho Chang a little." Harry said with an evil smirk.
"Why would you want me to do that?"
"She's an ex of mine, it did not end well, she was a little too high maintenance for me."
"I see, well, if she's in the way, she'll get hit, that's all I'm promising." Lindsay said smiling playfully. "C'mon, we'd better got some sleep if we wanna be awake in the air tomorrow, it's already WAY past curfew."
"Alright" he said and he and Lindsay flew back up to the castle to the windows of their dorms so as not to get caught by the prefects.