Post by Juliette Sage Malfoy on May 1, 2020 23:54:20 GMT 5.5
Ever the early riser, fifteen year old Juliette Sage Malfoy sat up yawning in the process managing to stretch with her blond hair that had grown over the years tumbling down behind her. Turning her head, she took notice of an owl holding a sealed letter in its beak and she reached a hand over to open the window watching as the creature with black tipped feathers hopped onto her covers dropping the letter. Juliette held a treat in the direction of the owl that brought her the mail before watching it disappear to return to wherever it came from and unsealing the letter, she smiled through reading it as it was from her relative, Marcus Aurelius Flint responding to her request to meet at where he was a keeper for Puddlemere United. She had seen plenty of Quidditch games over the past years at Hogwarts and granted while most players were male, she was not completely desperate but to her she found it important to learn to play in order to bring glory to her house. With a quick response she merely wrote she would be at the practice fields near the manor with her Shooting Star after caring for Emerald, an all black mare she had owned since she was seven.
After getting dressed in an outfit that was meant for riding horses, Juliette disappeared from her bedchambers to walk down the curving stairwell to the main floor. Once there, a house elf appeared to follow her and adjust her flowing blond strands to twist into a style of wrapping over each other to mimic the style of females living in the country of France. The only difference was that over the past year or so was that she had added her favorite flower, a pink with white center tulip throughout the plait running down her back. She smiled feeling the elf secure her braid with a red ribbon as she was a fifth year Gryffindor beginning in two months. She made her way to the stables after downing a small glass of milk and greeted her beloved dark horse with a smile of absolute joy and producing a carrot she snagged from the kitchen watching as Emerald ate it happily. After cleaning and saddling her up, Juliette placed her left boot into the stirrup while holding the horn of the saddle to pull herself up into the saddle as she swung her right thigh over the wide back of Emerald.
Already having her helmet on prior to this motion, Juliette smiled nudging her friend over to the water trough to drink before they would go on their ride as the sun rose that morning. Emerald happily drank after the treat she received from her owner and she walked out of the stable obeying the way Juliette moved her. Soon enough Juliette walked her towards the trail that she would nudge her into a run that was more fun for the pair as walking was a bore for the duo. Juliette adored practicing in the ring simply because as a child she dreamt of being a western girl earning medals, but that never happened once her magical ability appeared. Once the sun began to rise, she hastily made her way back to the stables where she cleaned up Emerald and quickly removed her outer riding gear to reveal her clothing for meeting her cousin which also consisted of a uniform meant for playing Quidditch no matter what position she chose to play. She found her shooting star and rose it off the ground as she was taught in her first year and straddling it, she quickly left for her meeting which she knew she was late.
After getting dressed in an outfit that was meant for riding horses, Juliette disappeared from her bedchambers to walk down the curving stairwell to the main floor. Once there, a house elf appeared to follow her and adjust her flowing blond strands to twist into a style of wrapping over each other to mimic the style of females living in the country of France. The only difference was that over the past year or so was that she had added her favorite flower, a pink with white center tulip throughout the plait running down her back. She smiled feeling the elf secure her braid with a red ribbon as she was a fifth year Gryffindor beginning in two months. She made her way to the stables after downing a small glass of milk and greeted her beloved dark horse with a smile of absolute joy and producing a carrot she snagged from the kitchen watching as Emerald ate it happily. After cleaning and saddling her up, Juliette placed her left boot into the stirrup while holding the horn of the saddle to pull herself up into the saddle as she swung her right thigh over the wide back of Emerald.
Already having her helmet on prior to this motion, Juliette smiled nudging her friend over to the water trough to drink before they would go on their ride as the sun rose that morning. Emerald happily drank after the treat she received from her owner and she walked out of the stable obeying the way Juliette moved her. Soon enough Juliette walked her towards the trail that she would nudge her into a run that was more fun for the pair as walking was a bore for the duo. Juliette adored practicing in the ring simply because as a child she dreamt of being a western girl earning medals, but that never happened once her magical ability appeared. Once the sun began to rise, she hastily made her way back to the stables where she cleaned up Emerald and quickly removed her outer riding gear to reveal her clothing for meeting her cousin which also consisted of a uniform meant for playing Quidditch no matter what position she chose to play. She found her shooting star and rose it off the ground as she was taught in her first year and straddling it, she quickly left for her meeting which she knew she was late.