Listening to first the Ravenclaw captain, followed by the Gryffindor one, Josephina tilted her head as she stared indecisively at them. Of course they would say that though; they were Quidditch Captains and so flying was basically second nature to them.

She was about to ask more about it, considering the heights thing, but then Vindictus called all the Quidditch Captains over to the pitch. Smiling politely at them, she turned instead toward those who remained watching with her.


"Good evening, dears," she spoke quietly, addressing the Hufflepuffs in return. One of whom she recognized as Oakey, a rather endearing first year who had bravely come to her office and the other she had no clue over. They didn't want to partake in the basics lesson?

Well she didn't know how old the female was, but she knew Oakey was just a first year. Yet oddly probably a better flyer than she was. At least he was brave, she knew that much.

"You two fly?" She asked conversationally.

Cove reached the practice pitch, her broom at her side. SHe was a good flyer, but just didn't know how to play Quidditch. That's why she had William!

" Well, we are here now" William tolc Cove. " I think I might need to ask the professor to help teach you to play Quidditch' William said to Cove. " The only problem I see is I am a first year and he might not like us ursurping his flying class" William expalined to Cove. " I just do not want Gryffindor to lose any points for my stupidy' William sighed.

"Yeah, he might not like that." Cove said. "Well, let's go ask him!" Cove said excitedly. She wanted to learn how to play.........

" We could ask the professor" William told Cove. 'Actually, I know where I can teach you without interruption form other students" William said to Cove. "Would you like to know where?" William asked Cove.

"Really? Where, where, where, where?" Cove asked excitedly. She felt like a five year old in a candy store.....

" My soon to be cousin in laws castle, Jason Potter Wealey's" Willam tolc Cove. " He has a Quiddith pitch in the back" William said to Cove. " Yes, he is part of that famous family" Willaim explained to Cove. " Come with me to Knockturn Alley" William smiled.

Gwen walked towards the Practice Pitch still thinking if improving her flying skills was a good idea. Maybe not, but she needed to be prepared for the next flying lesson and try not to look like an idiot-again.

All right, let’s start with what is easiest…
‘Up?’, she told her broom, but it didn’t move. Not an inch…Why is it that I never get it to raise?, she thought.

‘Up!’, she said and the broom moved a bit, but just enough to make the girl even more angry. Why can’t I just grab it? That’s what hands are for, the girl thought after having noticed she was hopeless.

One more time…
‘Up.’, she said, but again it didn’t move. ’Come ooon!’, she begged the broom but it looked like she hadn’t got any luck. That’s it, MY broom is broken, Gwen thought.

One more time, and if it won’t work I’ll leave.
‘Up’, she said calmly again, but, as expected, the thing didn’t move.

‘UP!!!’, she yelled and this time the broom raised up to her (and didn’t almost hit her in the head, like at the flying lesson. That’s…something.)

Next, if she had this done, she had to start flying. Bummer, she thought willing to back off, but it was too late. I have to finish what I started.

William does some flying. He waits for Cove to fly with him.

Kimalia jogged her way onto the pitch, she noticed a few others already flying. But that was okay. First, she made sure her hair was perfectly tied up so that it won't get messed up in the wind. Afterward she took deep breaths whilst stretching her arms, legs and doing a couple jumping jacks before donning on her goggles, mounting her broom and flying off into a random direction.

Tayla finally reached the Quidditch pitch. She had run from the Pathways and took a broom from the shed. Her heart was pounding, she was breathing hard, and all she wanted to do was feel the wind in her face.

Tayla mounted the broom and pushed the ground. Despite feeling bad, she couldn't help but grin. Flying could easily be her favourite thing in the world - that and reading, but she couldn't decide yet.

The dream she had was still in her head. Her grandfather alive again, training her a little. Then her grandmother hugging her and crying, and telling Tayla something about the locket she had given her, the locket which Tayla still wore around her neck. "I still don't know what you mean Grandma Guita...but whatever it is, I'll wait..."

Tayla sped around the goal hoops and thought of her grandfather again. A tear ran down her cheek and got blown by the wind as she flew. "I miss you Grandpa Ric," she said, flying as fast as the broom could go.

Presley was out for her morning run. She felt like she needed to run double the time today as she'd eaten a peice of bread last night. She was thoughroughly exhausted, but that wouldn't keep her from running off those calories. So Presley ran and ran and ran, for almost two hours. Finally, feeling she'd possibly lost a little weight, she headed back inside for a hot shower.

" I thought I could fly with you" William told Tayla. " I need a aprtner jsut to fly with and work off some steam" William said to Tayla." You are a good flyer" William said to Tayla.

" Aww, do not go" William told Presley. " I was hoping I could fly with yo uand my friend Tayla" William said to Presley. " By the way, is tahat running for the crazy DADA class homework?" William asked Presley.

Presley paused on her way off the pitch. "Okay, sure. Let me run up and get my broom. It's nice to meet you Tayla, I'm Presley." Then she laughed. "No. I count it as th DADA homework, but I've gone for a run every morning since I was almost eight years old. It's refreshing." It was true. Running was Presley's fallback. Whenever she was stressed or worried, or sick, or really anything out of the ordinary, Presley would run. It gave her time to think about everything, and calmly come up with a good solution.
She ran up to her dormitory to get her broom (she didn't trust the other students enough to leave it in the broomshed), and was back in a flash, ready to go flying.

"Um, aren't we not suppose to be out of the school grounds with out permission?" Cove said. She mounted her broom and flew up to where William was.

" Thanks for going to get your broom" William told Presley." I see that you are very athletic" William said to Presley. " By the way, there is running in baseball and American football" William explained to Presley. " This is Cove" William smiled as he introduced her to Presley. Ready to fly?" William asked Presley.

" Well, yes and no" William told Cove. We do not have to fly out of HogWarts" Willliam said to Cove. " Are you ready to fly?" William asked Cove.

"Hello, Cove," Presley smiled at the girl. "I'm Presley. I don't think I introduced myself." She turned back to William. "Of course," she mounted her broom and shot up into the air. Once up, she flew over to William and Cove. "You guys wanna race?" she asked, grinning wickedly. Racing had never been allowed with the kids she played with at home. It was deemed 'too dangerous' for them, and now Presley wanted to race so badly that her heart was pounding already.

" " Racing sounds like fun" William told Prelsy. " Just back and forth?" William asked Presley.

Presley nodded. "Yep. First one back wins?" She leaned forward on her broom in anticipation, but didn't move except to line up with William.

Makiing it easy?' William asked Presley. " I am ready to fly" William told Presley. " Let's see if Cove is ready" William said to Presley.

Cove gave William a questionable look. "Okay, I'm gonna trust and follow you." She said. "Yeah I'm ready."

" Now this will be fun" William told Cove. " Racing on brooms will help you to play Quiddith" William said to Cove. " I will tell you how to play Quidditch' William smiled.

Penny smiled at Professor Hadley and replied, "I fly a little, only just started learning like 3 months ago.... Oakey here is a natural though"..."Do you fly Professor?"

Oakey's nerves caught up to him, Crazy Ravenclaw had left to help with the Flying class. Who was left here with him? Professor Hadley and Penny.

Oh, Thanks Penny. Ummm, yeah I guess you can say I am. Taking his right hand and rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. My Da...I mean Foster Dad was the seeker of an American Quidditch Team, he taught me a lot about flying.

"You don't know how to play quidditch?" Presley gaped at Cove. "I am going to have to help you teach her, William!" Presley had never net someone who didn't know quidditch before! This would be an interesting experience. "Ready?" she asked them. "Set....GO!" Presley took off, rocketing toward the other side of the pitch, letting the wind whip her hair out behind her. This was the most exhilirating feeling in the world.