FLYING!!!

Alexa didn't care what the weather looked like; heck it could have been raining fire she'd still trudge over to the Quidditch Pitch...or as this case seemed to be, the broom shed just so she could have a chance at flying. As she made her way over she tried gripping more firmly to her coat, reminding herself the whole time that it would be worth it all in the end.

At one point she found herself questioning why they'd need a stupid textbook and some writing equipment to fly a broom but the answers she was coming up with weren't very happy ones so she decided not to think about it altogether. There was no way they were gonna waste this class reading. No. The Professor would never allow it!--Would he?!?!?

Pushing this thought to the back of her mind she entered the broom shed and found the Professor already there. "Hello Professor...getting awfully comfortable, aren't you...? I'm sorry but ...I mean...we're not gonna be in here for much longer...right?" She stared at him with big hopeful eyes, her lips setting to pout if the answer wasn't what she wanted to hear. Half the reason she liked this class was because she didn't have to learn! Don't ruin that now!!