Noelle had been along the side lines the whole time. She watched as the more experienced people showed off their confidence and skills. She was in awe. She was a little nervous to do it herself because flying was a BIG thing.

But she had to try.

Putting her hand over her broom, she stared down at it and yelled "UP!" It quivered on the ground a bit but didn't exactly move off the ground. Okay... Let's try this again..
"UP!" Noelle said forcefully and watched as her broom came off the ground a little bit. She BEAMED. Did anyone else see that?? Looking around to see if they had, she realized that most everyone was either getting onto their brooms or being helped still.

Okay she needed to speed things up a bit.

Squaring her shoulders. She stared at her broom a good long moment and put her hand back over it. She channelled her mom and said sternly, "Up!!" Her broom sprung up and she circled her fingers around in triumph.

Now was the mounting part. She looked around as everyone else got off and on theirs. She mimicked them and found it quite easy. Maybe flying would be one of her better things. Like divination.

Now that she was mounted, she heard the professor as he told them about how to stop and start. Lean forward and lean back. It didn't seem that hard.

Like the gryffindor she was, Noelle was eager to zoom so she leaned forward, a little much and TOOK OFF. She narrowly missed hitting a fellow student and barely hung on as she zoomed around.

The wind whipped her face and she leaned back to stop from going to fast. "whooooa!" she called out, super surprised she hadn't hurt anyone.

.....or had she?