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True Freedom
Harry had always loved flying. Ever since the broom had snapped into his hand during the flying lesson his first year, he knew he had found something that he was made for. Something that would let him be himself. Let him be free.
The wind blowing into his face and dragging his clothes and hair back as he rushed forward flying as fast as he could, adrenaline pumping through his vanes, his heart beating madly in his chest; it was the most amazing feeling in the world. It was just so freeing. It gave him the opportunity to relax, without having to worry about anyone coming and interrupting him. It was impossible for him to think of anything that he did not love about flying.
Flying on brooms was just simply amazing, but there was something more to flying on a hippogryff. Buckbeak moved with a natural grace that spoke of being born to fly. He twisted and turned faster than any broom could, and was so much natural in all of his movements. There was a strange beauty to watching him flap his wings, feeling way he shifted for a dive or a sharp turn.
Harry would never be able to explain it, but as he flew on on Buckbeak during his very first Care of Magical Creatures lesson he felt a connection with the beast. Something that could not be explained in words. There where just no words for it.
The moment that Buckbeak was in the air it was as though he could sense every turn, every dive, every move that the hippogryff would make before he made it. It almost seemed like Buckbeak could read his thoughts, and adjusted from flying in a simple circle to a flight full of excitement and adrenaline rushes.
As Harry got off the hippogryff when they returned to the paddock, he knew that riding a broom would never be like this, and that so few have ever been able to experience true flying. He counted himself privileged to be among them.
As he turned to walk back to his friends, after giving another bow to the hippogryff, he decided to never take flying nor noble beasts for granted ever again.
The End