A brisk wind would certainly not keep the young witches and wizards of Hogwarts away, Tiara mused on her way down to the pitch. Though many of them would never have done anything with a broom before besides sweep the floor, hopefully their eagerness to learn would trump the less-than-perfect conditions. Ideally this lesson would have been months ago. But with the uncertainty surrounding Abraham and then Meredith.. well, this had been pushed to the back burner on the list of priorities to sort out.

Such were the thoughts swirling through Tiara's head before she arrived at her old stomping grounds. She paused to reflect at how much had changed since her arrival at Hogwarts. First Quidditch and flying with her office right here in the stadium, then a sabbatical and marriage after being aged almost into extinction, coming back just to take up Arithmancy a few months into term, working closely with Leobald and Ravenclaw, having her role with Ravenclaw ended, and now almost full circle - back to first year flying lessons. But this wouldn't do: students would be arriving soon. Focus, Tyner.. Tanner! She grinned in spite of herself.

The referee/official-turned-professor whipped out her wand and performed a full array of cushioning charms on the ground of the stadium. Hard-packed ice had made it even more unforgiving to land on than normal. The next stop was to unlock the broomshed, also with the aid of her wand. Finally, she made a sign appear in front of the stadium: "First year flying lesson inside the stadium, personal brooms not allowed by school rules". After that there wasn't much left to do but wait in the cold wind.