flew away. She thought of Agnes Leadwing and her mouse carriage, and swallowed hard.
The different flying teams clustered together in the Common Branch that night, making plans. âLetâs do some extra practice tomorrow!â suggested Zena.
Twink watched as Sooze fluttered her wings in agreement. âGlimmery! Weâll do some loop-the-loops, and give Mrs Lightwing a real surprise!â
It was obvious that she had forgotten all about the fairy dust. Twink looked away. She was sitting alone at one of the mushroom desks with her Flower Power homework: a drooping daisy that needed a cheering-up spell.
Taking a deep breath, Twink put her hands on the flowerâs leaves and tried to imitate Miss Petal, sending the daisy cheerful thoughts as hard as she could. But her thoughts must not have been very cheerful, and the daisy drooped even further. Oh, great! Twink let out a heavy sigh.
Her extra flying lesson with Mrs Lightwing that afternoon had been a complete disaster. Twink had shot straight up in the air again and got hopelessly tangled in the lower branches of Glitterwings. It had taken Mrs Lightwing and two of the Sixth Years almost an hour to get her down again. Twinkâs cheeks flamed at the memory.
Itâs all right for Sooze, she thought crossly, watching the lavender-haired fairy laugh with Sili and Zena. Sheâs not the one who canât fly!
Then she felt guilty. Sooze was a sparkly, wonderful friend. Why shouldnât she be looking forward to the exhibition?
Because Iâm dreading it , answered a tiny voice inside of her. Wouldnât a real friend notice how Twink was feeling? Twinkâs wings slumped, and she pushed the flower away. It would just have to cheer up without her, somehow.
Suddenly Sooze appeared at her side, violet eyes shining. âWhat are you doing hiding over here, Opposite? Iâve got something for you!â
Twink scrambled from her seat. âYou mean ââ
Sooze pulled a small pouch from her petal bag. âFairy dust,â she announced proudly. âWinn gave me a good pinch of it. Weâll have you flying properly in no time!â
Happiness burst through Twink. Sooze did care how she was feeling after all. She had been such a wasp brain to doubt her!
Sooze pulled at Twinkâs arm. âLetâs test it out over here, in front of the fire rocks where thereâs a bit of room. Come on, everyone, clear a space!â The first-year fairies all crowded to one side, murmuring excitedly.
âGood luck, Twink!â cried Sili. âWeâve got our wings crossed for you!â
âYouâre going to do it here in the Common Branch?â said Pix doubtfully.
âWhy not?â said Sooze, positioning Twink on the moss carpet. âWe all want to see Twink fly, donât we?â
âWeâre not allowed to fly in here, though,â pointed out Pix.
âIâll only fly a little bit,â promised Twink. She bounced on her tiptoes, excitement tingling through her.
âBut you canât control it, thatâs the problem!â Pix flapped her yellow wings in exasperation. âSooze, I really donât think this is a good idea â â
Sooze ignored her. Reaching into the pouch, she scooped out a glistening handful of fairy dust. âTwink, are you ready?â
Twink nodded, and screwed her eyes up hard. Please work, please, please! she begged silently.
The tinkling of chimes whispered through the air again as Sooze threw the dust on her. The same wonderful feeling as before rushed through Twink, and she gasped. Had it worked? She cracked an eye open cautiously, her heart beating hard.
âWell, how do you feel?â demanded Sooze. âOh, I bet it worked, you look all flushed!â She shot a few inches off the floor, bouncing up and down in the air. âCome on, Twink, fly! You can do it now, I know you can!â
Twink took a deep breath. Almost everyone in the first