[ooc: My apologies about the delay! I made sure that you got the first post when I signed on today though if that counts for anything!]

Merlin. That broom was GORGEOUS. Ginny found herself rendered back to her first year, filled with the excitement and thrill of magic and just being able to utilise it in whatever manner she wished. Well, just as long as it was on Hogwarts grounds, during class, and didn't hurt anyone. But now, here she was at the Quality Quidditch Supplies Hogsmeade location, her hands and face pressed to the glass in an almost mirror image of her former self. The simple fact of it was, however, that they didn't make brooms like that when Ginny was at school, let alone playing Quidditch. It was so sleek and aerodynamic. Like it could just slip through the air with absolutely no wind resistance or tension. And the twigs... She had never seen such a nice bundle of twigs in the tail of a broom. They were all exactly the same length, save for the cutting to form a point toward the middle of the bundle, and covered in gloss and sheen. Etched into the handle and filled in with gold was the name Velocity500. Now this, this was a fine specimen.

As Ginny stood staring in longing and awe, fogging up the window as she went, she wondered what it would be like to be in the designing line of such pieces of magical magnificance. She would have to look into something like that. Hopefully people that designed broomsticks didn't care much if people were black listed by the Minister of Magic. But it was a completely different branch of magic, so maybe they had never even heard of her! She would jump for joy if that were to ever happen.

Giving it one last longing glance, Ginny forced herself to unstick her face from the glass. Luna was waiting for her, and it was rude to be late. Ginny had wasted a good five minutes just staring at that bloody broomstick, and no more time could be spared. In fact, she needed to hurry or she was going to be extremely late! Now that she had removed herself from the glass, she gave it a quick look, and then turned and immersed herself into the bustling crowd of the Hogsmeade streets, trying to weave her way through so she could move faster than the general traffic. It was difficult, and she stepped on a few feet, but those two things were never an issue that Ginny worried about doing very often. Stepping on feet was apparently what she did well. And difficulty, well, difficult was in the eye of the beholder. Just as many other things in life were.

She began to scan the crowd for the familiar face that would be Luna Lovegood. They had agreed to meet in this general area to chat, catch up, shop, perhaps get a drink or a bite to eat later, whatever really suited their fancy. They hadn't had much interaction other than the occasional letter that they sent back and forth to keep in touch with one another, so they would certainly have a lot to talk about to occupy their afternoon.

And suddenly, there she was. Sitting on a bench, watching people as they went by. Yes, that was Luna. Taking everyone in. A smile came across Ginny's face, and she made one final push to get herself out of the current, getting tossed out right next to Luna's bench. "Sorry I'm late," Ginny said with an apologetic smile. "Got caught up at Quality Quidditch Supplies. There's a new broom make...it's amazing." Ginny stopped herself from going off on a rant about the broom. It wasn't just amazing, it was bloody brilliant! "So...where to first?" She asked, giving Luna the first choice.