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."

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."