Astronomy was always interesting to Austin, even if it wasn't first nature to him. The night sky was always so amazing, and it never seemed the same two nights in a row. The moon was his favorite, mainly because it actually had affects on some of the potions he created, and even on some humans. Always intriguing.

Today, he made sure he read all the rules, so as not to have a repeat of his first Potions lesson. He used the lint roller outside the classroom, and even made sure to have his textbook. But when he walked in, he wasn't expecting to be swept off his feet.

"What in Merlin-?!" His stomach seemed to raise in his throat and cut him off. This really wasn't a feeling he enjoyed, and the boy desperatly wanted to be on the ground again. But by the looks of the ceiling, that wasn't going to happen. All of the chairs and desks were up there, as well as the professor and a few students. Well great. He thought. Taking a deep breath, he started to awkwardly swim/flap his way to an empty seat. Austin was tall for his age, and rather lanky, and he wasn't coordinated when he was on the ground. Being in the air just made it that much harder. Eventually he made it to his seat, and he thanked his lucky stars pun intended that he was able to rest his arms. He kept his messenger bag on in hopes that it wouldn't fall.

He took out his quill and wrote his name and year, just like the board said. Before he arrived, he had picked up a pin with two dots on it that apparently declared him a fourth year 'lieutenant'. He had seen a few episodes of Star Trek with his father, but he never really understood it. It was a muggle show that he enjoyed, and it was strange. "Live long and prosper Admiral." The fourth year lieutenant made the 'V' shape with his hand. Was that right?

With a tap of his wand, the piece of parchment turned into a wooden sign on his desk.

Wicked.