Catching stars? Was that safe? Alice still didn't think so, but she obliged anyway. She also wondered, if a star smashed into Professor Aireyhead, if it could stain his suit, singe it or something. That would be funny to see, wouldn't it? But. Anyways. FLYING. Without brooms, yeah, but it was flying nevertheless. As soon as the gravity was gone, the lioness could feel herself floating up in the air. And now.. to catch a star. Great. Perfect, actually. This was going be simple, yeah? Just like catching a Quaffle.
The first star she spotted was a yellow one, and she quickly extended her gloved hand to grab it. But it shot past her, missing her fingers by inches.
This was going to be difficult, wasn't? More like Seeking than Chasing, she supposed.
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Oooooooh blazing comets. Airey wasn't so sure that this was the best idea to allow someone as, um, fragile as Mr. Clark participate in this activity. It wasn't going to be too dangerous - nothing like what he had experienced in Care of Magical Creatures as a student - but still. "If you want to, Mr. Clark, by all means please do!" Because really, who was he to deny the man the opportunity to experience and feel astronomy with students?
He would just be keeping an extra eye on him to make sure that nothing went wrong.
Sherman, unlike everyone else, was absolutely sure this was unsafe. He was in a WHEELCHAIR. What if he drifted into a child? What if he hurt someone? Either way, the giant piece of metal was floating along with him, now. "Mr. Flamsteed, my chair won't go flying off, will it?" It wouldn't. He wouldn't let it. He had to cling on to it with one hand to be sure that it wouldn't smash into someone. With his other gloved hand, he reached out for stars. Come, little balls of light. Come to grandpa.