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AuroraQuinn 
"Y-yes." she said, smiling as Kennedy wiped the mud off her hands. "I'm fine." She smoothed down her robes, standing up straight as she did so. Dignity? Regained.
Aurora frowned, "I still fail to see why." she muttered as she lifted her leg over the broomstick. She watched Kennedy kick off and land again. He seemed to have picked it up so quickly! Hmph. So not fair. Aurora nodded, "Jog it off... kay." she said.
"Ready..." She copied the way everyone else was kicking off... it wasn't too bad this ti- woooaaaah! No need to get cocky about it Aurora... that was wobbly. She rose up slightly, holding tight. Okay, now, forwards! Aurora leant into her broom and it started moving forwards. "This is... working." she said in disbelief, then she leant to the left to see if she could turn... "Okay... I think... I can sort of do this." But she was NOT going any higher. Never ever ever. She tried turning left aaaaand... nearly fell off. She gripped the branch that suddenly felt very unstable very very hard until she had managed to stable herself again. "Maybe not. I'm getting off now." she said, and leant down slightly... okay, jog it off... As her feet hit the ground she tried to jog to stop herself falling but... she tripped and fell to her hands and knees... again. Brilliant. She just sat on the floor, her face still drained of colour, feeling a bit sick. Why oh why oh why did she have to come to this lesson? WHHYYY!!!!???? There was absolutely no way she was getting back on that thing today. Nuh-uh. She glared at the broom in her hand.
Kennedy nodded and readied himself to go into the air. He waited for Aurora to kick off first and when she did it was wobbly. That was okay, he started wobbly at first too.
At her ready, Kennedy kicked off and leaned forward as rose up higher and higher. He really enjoyed the wind rustling his hair and shaking his glasses. He glanced down and noticed that Aurora was still having difficulties. He leaned forward then right and got to her level.
"But..." He was going to protest her getting down, but if she didn't feel comfortable with flying he wasn't going to force her to do it.
As he got lower to the ground he made a smooth landing with a bit jogging.
"You'll get it soon," he said, following her to her seating spot. Maybe if she saw other students practice then she'll get the hang of it?
"I'll show you how to," he said, suddenly thinking of something.
He mounted his broom and kicked off. Maybe if he showed her how to control the broom and do turns and stuff she'd feel better toward flying. Hopefully.
He leaned forward, but not too much and then looked down at her. Eh, eh. Then he leaned left and the broom went left as well. Eh, eh. Then right and the broom followed, moving him right.
Eeehhh? He wasn't a professor, but he wasn't bad at flying either.