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Brownies AND cookies? There were intelligent students at Hogwarts after all! "Ooo! Thank you," exclaimed Vindictus as he accepted the baked treats from Taylor and Kurumi. Now he had a snack to eat while the kiddos were up in the air.
"Summer was good. Nothing beats relaxing on a pristine beach with...." He stopped just in the nick of time because what he was about to say was completely inappropriate for the ears of underage witches and wizards. Not to mention, he knew the parents of several of the students and they would frown upon his sudden lack of professionalism.
"OKAY!"
Clap, clap.
"Welcome to the first Flying lesson of the year! For those of you who do not know me, I am Professor Vindictus. The guru of all things Flying and Quidditch related at Hogwarts, and soon-to-be published author. But THAT is something that we'll look forward to later in the school year."
Grin.
"I want each of you to walk over to a broom and stand to the left of it. And Mr. Odessa, promise me that you will do your utmost best to not destroy school property in this lesson."
Cassia nodded at the Professor's instructions. Not that she didn't how to fly on a broom, she did it well last year. But she didn't get much of a practice during the summer. Thanks to her grandmother rule,
no flying in the house!
The second year strode to where the school brooms where and stood besides one of them as she watched the other students do the same. She tried to choose a further one from the others because the thing with Cassia is that she gets nervous if someone was watching her. Surely the professor was watching all the students and one pair of eyes was ok. No need for the other students to stare. And that one of the reasons she doesn't consider trying-out for Quidditch, too many people watching.
So Cassia stood shifting her weight from foot to foot waiting for the next instruction.
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demented_death_eater Vindictus watched as the students selected their brooms and stood next to them. Once the path he created between the two broomstick rows was clear, he began his customary pacing down the aisle.
"Good. Good," he said and stopped directly in front of a certain Ravenclaw. "You selected a reliable broom, Vivi. Good job." He gave her a smile and resumed his pacing.
"Place your left hand over the broom and in a firm, steady voice, say 'Up!'." Vindictus knew that some students would have some difficulty with the most basic task. "Remember that you're in charge and not the broom - make sure you let it know that you're the boss! Once the broom handle hits your open palm, grasp it tightly."
Left hand? Cassia glanced down, oh she was on the wrong side then. She hopped over the broom until she stood to the right of the broom. She placed her left hand above the broom and muttered,
"up." why did her voice sound hoarse. Probably because she hadn't spoken a word since she woke up. Well, yeah she wasn't going to get closer to other students so no one will watch her. She would do without talking just for now!
She cleared her throat and tried again. "
Up!" She said but not concentrating. She shook her head, she needs to forget about people around her. Anyway ,students were busy of their own business. Nobody had time to stare. And really had to gain more confidence! So what if she messed up in public? Mmm…she'll look like an idiot.
Dismissing the pessimistic ideas, Cassia squared her shoulders and fixed her eyes on the broom. Taking a deep breath in she said firmly,
"UP!"
Yeah broom didn't you hear the Professor, I'm the BOSS! Once the broom was in the air and reached Cassia's palm. Cassia enclosed her fingers around the handle tightly biting her lower lip. Eh…probably the last gesture wasn't really necessary.
So what's next?