(A/N): Hey Guys! So, this chapter was a lot easier to write, once I had started, because my flow is back! Unfortunately, there probably won't be another chapter tonight, seeing as it's already 9:30 p.m.
This chapter has a lot of Eleo fluff as well!! So, enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Nicholai, Shari and Mia.
Elaine
It was at dusk, much later the same day, that Leo first attempted to teach me how to fly.
"Leo!" I whined as we walked, alone, towards the shed where they kept their old brooms. "Can't we just...tell them I can fly?" I asked feebly, and I could tell he was grinning.
"No, James and Sirius will test you. Besides, they'd know if we just never spent any time outside on this." I huffed, resisting the childish urge to stomp my foot.
"I don't see why I have to learn. Flying is completely unnecessary." He slowly turned to face me, a small smile on his lips, one eyebrow raised.
"Damsel, are you afraid of a little bit of height?" I stared at him for a minute before spluttering my response.
"N-no. You can't p-prove that!" He grinned at me before grabbing one of my hands, dragging me towards the shed.
"Don't worry Elaine," He said, swinging his leg over the broom he had collected, before reaching out a hand to me. "I won't let you fall." It was one of those rare times where he called me by my first name, and I frowned, staring at his hand before taking it.
"Alright, but I'm holding you to that!" I told him, moving to slide onto the broom behind him, only to have him stop me.
"Uh-uh, you sit in front." My eyebrows wrinkled, and I thought back to the last time I had flown, to the last time we had flown.
"But last time-" He cut me off with a shake of the head.
"Last time it was for transportation. This time, it's for teaching." He raised an eyebrow at me to make sure I got what he was saying. "You sit up front, so you can see." I stared at him before frowning and biting my lip.
"Do I really want to be able to see?" He chuckled lightly before tugging on my hand, pulling onto the broom in front of him.
"Leo!" I scolded, but he just laughed again, and I turned my head slightly to glance at him. His pale blonde hair shone gold in the dying rays of the sun, and his bright blue eyes twinkled with mirth and promise.
"Come on, Dams, face your fears." He told me quietly, and I gulped slightly before curling my hands around the broom handle.
"What do I do?" I asked, staring at the polished wood blankly, frankly not having a clue.
"First time around, it's the same as last time, I fly, except you're in front." I nodded quickly, gripping onto the broom even tighter as Leo wrapped an arm securely around my waist and pushed off from the ground gently.
"Mmmm." I whimpered, and I hear Leo chuckled lightly before gripping the handle, just behind my hands, with the other hand, his arm pressed against my side. I felt safer like this, like I wouldn't fall off, even though I knew I still could. We circled the Quidditch pitch once, around ten feet off the ground before Leo decided we should go higher.
"Ready?" He asked, and I shook my head furiously.
"No!" I exclaimed, and I could practically feel him grinning.
"Too bad!" He crowed gently, angling the broom upwards, to around twenty feet off the ground.
I gulped in fear as I glanced down at the ground far below, my heart racing in my chest, vowing to never do so again.
About halfway through our second lap of the pitch, Leo rested his chin on my shoulder, and I smiled.
"Tired?" I asked him, quietly, trying desperately to control my own heartbeat, from both the fear, and the excitement.
"No, just comfortable." I rolled my eyes. How could one ever be comfortable on a broomstick? Not only was it terrifying, but also painful in places I wouldn't care to admit in public. It must be hell on the boys!
After another lap, Leo started to descend us to the ground, after warning me first, of course.
"We're about to touch down." He warned me, his voice in my ear, and a second later, we landed, gently, in the rough middle of the Quidditch pitch.
I could feel the fear shooting through my veins still as we both dismounted, but also something else...
Adrenaline.
That high, that rush of adrenaline...made me want to do it again. To fly. Perhaps, next time, I wouldn't be so scared.
...
Yeah, right.
"Told you I wouldn't let you fall." Leo said as he returned from placing the broom back in the broom shed, and I simply nodded in agreement.
"That you did." We went back to the house, and I marveled at how I had managed not to lose my dinner the entire time I had been up there, on the broom.
"Okay, you two, straight to bed. The others have already gone, so you might as well." Leo and I nodded, and we parted ways at the top of the stairs.
Leo was sleeping in his room, James and Sirius sleeping in one of the spare rooms, Remus and Peter in another, and Lily and I yet another spare room. I swear to Merlin, these people had more rooms than they knew what to do with!
I slid in through the smallest opening I could make with the door and into our shared room, being extra quiet in case Lily was asleep, silently hoping she was.
"So, how was flight practice?" She asked with a large, smug grin, and I groaned before flopping backwards onto the mattress.
"It was terrifying." She raised an eyebrow pointedly.
"What? Nothing else? Come on Elaine, give me some gossip!" Lily pushed, and I rolled my eyes.
"What do you want to know? It was just flight practice, after all." Lily stared at me.
"You. Leo. You obviously have crushes on each other."
"No-" I tried to protest, but Lily placed a hand over my mouth.
"Mark my words, you two will admit it one day, and you will get married and have kids together. If not, I'll kill you." I widened my eyes at Lily's threat, and she rolled over.
"Lils...you weren't serious about that were you?" I asked cautiously, a few minutes later, slightly scared of her answer.
"Nah, I'll probably just slap you two around a bit until we can get the shotgun wedding underway." I wrinkled my forehead.
"Isn't that the one where the woman's already pregnant?" Lily nodded, but went on to explain.
"Yeah, but I'm using to mean 'we'll hold you at gun point till your married'." I stared at the ceiling for a minute before sighing.
"Whatever, night Lily." I could practically hear her smirking, thinking she had won.
"Night Elaine." She replied with a yawn.
Alright, so maybe I had a teensy crush on Leo, my best friend, but that was alright, wasn't it? Lots of people have crushes on their best friends! But he definitely, definitely does not have a crush on me.
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