Flying on a broomstick


The Chosen One, they called him, bah, he was nothing more than a scared 17 yr old boy. Yes, while his powers were prodigious, he was no match for the dark, threatening powers of The Dark Lord.

The twenty of us had been searching high and low and across various worlds and domains looking for the young boy for many days now.

Did The Boy Wizard really think that he could outwit me, the best of all the dementors by zig-zagging through the strings of this strange Muggle device!


This post has been written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction : October 13th 2013 and is my small tribute to the wonderful world of Harry Potter created by JK Rowling.

The prompt was to write a small post based on the photo at the top.