Jesifur was nervous but excited, just lift your feet and gently push off the ground. Sounded like some joke her cousin told her once. Summoning the courage she pushed off the ground with her toes and kept the broom steady. She was shocked to find herself hovering a few feet off the ground. Ok, so maybe this wasn't exactly like that joke her cousin pulled.

Jesifur felt steady enough and push the handle of the broom in the direction that seemed most clear of other students and moved forward. She was going slow to start. she flew from the starting point to one end of the pitch and back. On her way back to the starting point she nearly missed running into another student, lost her balance and did a somersaulting dismount of her broom landing directly on her feet, broom firmly held in her left hand. She laughed because it must have looked funny and she was relieved she was unhurt.