Aquila never thought that she would be so close to a Gryffindor in the future? ! On the Quidditch field in the afternoon, the boy was bathed in golden light - he was flying freely in the light! He seemed to see the young girl coming from below - he took a deep breath and slowly pressed down the handle of the broom. The breeze blew through the fallen leaves. The young man's handsome and wanton figure had long since disappeared from the horizon. Only the remaining light and shadow lingered there...
The young man came with the gentle breeze and the lingering clouds and mist, and his body was slightly mixed with the smell of dew and grass. So, caught off guard, the girl raised her eyes and inadvertently bumped into a pair of gray eyes full of joyful smiles. With lustful eyes, she said, "Aquila, you smell like a walking peach." She was in a daze when she heard him say this softly. The voice was very soft, enough to escape into the wind; the voice was very deep, and it struck her heart with every letter...
Intention: Destiny is really wonderful
