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potterobsessionist · 05-12-2017, 07:34 PM

Haraldur, although keeping an eye on the older students so they were all right, stayed with the younger students to see if they needed assistance...

Text Cut: Kyle

The flying instructor kept silent as the young first year tried to summon his broom over and over again. He would have stepped in if no progress was made, but he knew the boy had it. He just had a feeling.

When the broom left the ground to fly up into the young boy's outstretched hand, the professor lit up finally letting out an excited cheer. "Well done, Mr. Erikson! Well done!" He hovered on his broom and watched the boy mount his broom, take off and then fall to the ground. "Don't lose courage, son." He glanced at the other young students before returning his attention to Kyle. He gave him an applaud once the young boy had managed to lift off.

"Well done, Mr. Erikson! Take 2 points for Slytherin, for excellent broom work." Yes, he was indeed very proud.

The flying instructor glanced over towards the experienced flyers who started to take off over the pitch. First off was Miss Phillips, taking off looking confident and sure on her broom. His attention shifted to the young Mr. Botros and couldn't help but feel proud at the young boy's excitement. Yes, yes, very good.

Haraldur watched Miss Holden take off and waited if she needed something, but in contrast to her previous nervous approach she looked safe up there in the air. He smiled at Mr. Montmorency. The young boy took off after Mr. Botros and he nodded his head approvingly. There were many brilliant young flyers.

Speaking of brilliant flyers... Miss Diggory looked as comfortable as ever up there on her broom, not that he would have expected anything else. Miss Cambridge was up in the air not too long after that. Haraldur watched curiously as Miss Cambridge commanded her broom to fly up to her hand only to mount it moments later. Brave girl. He nodded approvingly before a younger student stole his attention...

Text Cut: Emmeline

Quote:

Originally Posted by NifflerFan

Emmeline smiled back at Olivia. "No problem! Me too, actually." Sometimes. When she wasn't scared she was going to fall out of the sky and be the worst flyer EVER. Her stomach felt like it was home to a LOT of worms that kept wriggleing around inside, and she bit her lip as she waited for the teacher to start talking.

She listened as the professor mentioned that there would be two groups; which group should she go in? She did know how to fly after all, it was just landings -- and flying in straight lines -- that she had trouble with. But that was BORING stuff anyway, right? She waited to see what the other first years were doing, and it looked like most of them were going to stay on the ground. She supposed she should do that too, because even though the hoops were more fun, falling/crashing in front of everyone wouldn't be. And there were those worms in her stomach to remind her.

So she grabbed a school broom off the ground at random and trudged over to the professor with the other beginners, occasionally sending envious looks over to the kids already in the sky. She was surprised that they had to talk to their brooms; she had always just grabbed her brother's broom and pushed off. Maybe that was why it didn't like her?

Putting her school broom back on the ground, Emmeline gave it a very determined look and said, "Up!" But the dumb broom just laid there doing nothing. She frowned severely at it because she wanted to FLY, not play the broom's dumb games, and tried again. This time the broom rolled over on the ground! What! What use was it to her on the ground? Frowning severely at the broom, she said "up" AGAIN and the broom rolled over the OTHER way.

She was not going to stamp her foot at the broom or throw a tantrum; that reminded her too much of the part-troll boy in her year, James Summers. Still, she felt super frustrated. She looked around to see if the other first years were having any better luck. It looked like they were, because some of them were in the air. Emmeline frowned back at the Dumb Broom and wondered what she was doing wrong. Sighing, she decided that she and this broom needed professional help. After she raised her hand, she asked: "Professor sir, why is mine rolling on the ground?" But she said this in a small voice as it occurred to her that maybe the broom wasn't dumb after all, maybe the problem was that she didn't have enough magic... She looked down at the rolling broom with a now-dejected expression on her face.

Haraldur hovered over to the young Gryffindor, giving her broom a quick glance. "You need to show it who's boss, Miss Sparkes." He cleared his throat and got comfortable on his own broom as he stayed behind, right next to her. "Your connection with the broom is as important as that with your wand. You need to trust it, and it needs to trust you. This takes time. Don't rush it. It should want to obey you. Take a deep breath and try again, Miss Sparkes. I know you're close now. Give it a go."

As he stayed next to Miss Sparkes he glanced over at Miss Dalgaard-Volkova who just managed to command her broom and mount it correctly. He gave her a nod and a smile. "Well done, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova." He commanded her, he was certain she wouldn't have any problem to kick off into a hover.

As he waited for this, Haraldur glanced over at the other group of students where the female Hufflepuff prefect just took flight. Miss Kramer looked very sure and comfortable up on her broom and he quickly looked over to another student. Young Mr. Ashburry-Hawthorne was already in the air, or had he never touched down to the ground? Either way, he was zooming off towards the hoops and the flying instructor watched him with pride. He did love his passionate flyers.

A young Ravenclaw student had grabbed a school broom and he gave her an encouraging look. "Give it a go, Miss Awning."

Haraldur watched Miss Carden fly off and caught her spinning in the air. He was about to roll over, mount his own broom correctly and kick off in the air to join her but she gained control of her broom and he stayed behind with the first years. "Good broom control, Miss Carden!" He called to her. Very well dealt with, indeed.

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05-12-2017, 07:34 PM	#43 (permalink)
potterobsessionist DMAC & MO Doxy Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Sweden [GMT+1] Posts: 5,865 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Stella Marie Reed Daily Prophet News Reporter	a bit of madness is key \| miss chanandler bong \| those cunning folks use any means Haraldur, although keeping an eye on the older students so they were all right, stayed with the younger students to see if they needed assistance... Text Cut: Kyle Quote: Originally Posted by Zellanna Kyle smiled when the professor knew his name. Even though he knew everyone's name, he still felt really special. After listening to the instructions, he grabbed a broom, placed it down at his left side, and held his hand over it. In his most authoritative voice he commanded, "Up!" It didn't stir. He frowned. But the professor said it would take a few tries. Befriend the broom, huh? He remembered his time with Jace in the gardens, wrapping his magic around the other boy to joint-cast. Maybe he could do the same thing with the broom. He reached out with his magic, touching the broom with it, saying he was a friend. He commanded the broom again, but it didn't move. He concentrated, closing his eyes, reaching out to the broom, wrapping his magic around it. Then, in an almost instinctive move, he commanded again, "Up!" The broom seemed to come alive and jumped into his hand. He smiled. Mounting the broom, he followed what the professor said and leaned forward, pushing off the ground, though none too gently. He jumped up a few feet into the air with a jolt, surprising him and making him lose his balance, falling off the broom and onto the ground. He winced, more out of surprise than anything else. He commanded the broom to himself, and mounted to try again, pushing off a little more gently this time and managing to stay on. Then he leaned back a little and touched to the ground with ease. The flying instructor kept silent as the young first year tried to summon his broom over and over again. He would have stepped in if no progress was made, but he knew the boy had it. He just had a feeling. When the broom left the ground to fly up into the young boy's outstretched hand, the professor lit up finally letting out an excited cheer. "Well done, Mr. Erikson! Well done!" He hovered on his broom and watched the boy mount his broom, take off and then fall to the ground. "Don't lose courage, son." He glanced at the other young students before returning his attention to Kyle. He gave him an applaud once the young boy had managed to lift off. "Well done, Mr. Erikson! Take 2 points for Slytherin, for excellent broom work." Yes, he was indeed very proud. The flying instructor glanced over towards the experienced flyers who started to take off over the pitch. First off was Miss Phillips, taking off looking confident and sure on her broom. His attention shifted to the young Mr. Botros and couldn't help but feel proud at the young boy's excitement. Yes, yes, very good. Haraldur watched Miss Holden take off and waited if she needed something, but in contrast to her previous nervous approach she looked safe up there in the air. He smiled at Mr. Montmorency. The young boy took off after Mr. Botros and he nodded his head approvingly. There were many brilliant young flyers. Speaking of brilliant flyers... Miss Diggory looked as comfortable as ever up there on her broom, not that he would have expected anything else. Miss Cambridge was up in the air not too long after that. Haraldur watched curiously as Miss Cambridge commanded her broom to fly up to her hand only to mount it moments later. Brave girl. He nodded approvingly before a younger student stole his attention... Text Cut: Emmeline Quote: Originally Posted by NifflerFan Emmeline smiled back at Olivia. "No problem! Me too, actually." Sometimes. When she wasn't scared she was going to fall out of the sky and be the worst flyer EVER. Her stomach felt like it was home to a LOT of worms that kept wriggleing around inside, and she bit her lip as she waited for the teacher to start talking. She listened as the professor mentioned that there would be two groups; which group should she go in? She did know how to fly after all, it was just landings -- and flying in straight lines -- that she had trouble with. But that was BORING stuff anyway, right? She waited to see what the other first years were doing, and it looked like most of them were going to stay on the ground. She supposed she should do that too, because even though the hoops were more fun, falling/crashing in front of everyone wouldn't be. And there were those worms in her stomach to remind her. So she grabbed a school broom off the ground at random and trudged over to the professor with the other beginners, occasionally sending envious looks over to the kids already in the sky. She was surprised that they had to talk to their brooms; she had always just grabbed her brother's broom and pushed off. Maybe that was why it didn't like her? Putting her school broom back on the ground, Emmeline gave it a very determined look and said, "Up!" But the dumb broom just laid there doing nothing. She frowned severely at it because she wanted to FLY, not play the broom's dumb games, and tried again. This time the broom rolled over on the ground! What! What use was it to her on the ground? Frowning severely at the broom, she said "up" AGAIN and the broom rolled over the OTHER way. She was not going to stamp her foot at the broom or throw a tantrum; that reminded her too much of the part-troll boy in her year, James Summers. Still, she felt super frustrated. She looked around to see if the other first years were having any better luck. It looked like they were, because some of them were in the air. Emmeline frowned back at the Dumb Broom and wondered what she was doing wrong. Sighing, she decided that she and this broom needed professional help. After she raised her hand, she asked: "Professor sir, why is mine rolling on the ground?" But she said this in a small voice as it occurred to her that maybe the broom wasn't dumb after all, maybe the problem was that she didn't have enough magic... She looked down at the rolling broom with a now-dejected expression on her face. Haraldur hovered over to the young Gryffindor, giving her broom a quick glance. "You need to show it who's boss, Miss Sparkes." He cleared his throat and got comfortable on his own broom as he stayed behind, right next to her. "Your connection with the broom is as important as that with your wand. You need to trust it, and it needs to trust you. This takes time. Don't rush it. It should want to obey you. Take a deep breath and try again, Miss Sparkes. I know you're close now. Give it a go." As he stayed next to Miss Sparkes he glanced over at Miss Dalgaard-Volkova who just managed to command her broom and mount it correctly. He gave her a nod and a smile. "Well done, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova." He commanded her, he was certain she wouldn't have any problem to kick off into a hover. As he waited for this, Haraldur glanced over at the other group of students where the female Hufflepuff prefect just took flight. Miss Kramer looked very sure and comfortable up on her broom and he quickly looked over to another student. Young Mr. Ashburry-Hawthorne was already in the air, or had he never touched down to the ground? Either way, he was zooming off towards the hoops and the flying instructor watched him with pride. He did love his passionate flyers. A young Ravenclaw student had grabbed a school broom and he gave her an encouraging look. "Give it a go, Miss Awning." Haraldur watched Miss Carden fly off and caught her spinning in the air. He was about to roll over, mount his own broom correctly and kick off in the air to join her but she gained control of her broom and he stayed behind with the first years. "Good broom control, Miss Carden!" He called to her. Very well dealt with, indeed. OOC: You still have around 10-12 hours left to complete this mini-activity. Catch-up posts are always welcomed, guys We'll be around! __________________