clarisselrue:

At three-thirty that afternoon, Harry, Ron, and the other Gryffindors
hurried down the front steps onto the grounds for their first flying
lesson. It was a clear, breezy day, and the grass rippled under their
feet as they marched down the sloping lawns toward a smooth, flat 
lawn on the opposite side of the grounds to the forbidden forest, 
whose trees were swaying darkly in the distance.

My day has been made.