Time for flying lessons... one of the most highly anticipated by many of her classmates, but something Sinead had rather mixed feelings towards. On the one hand, flying would be extremely useful, and pretty cool as well- but on the other, she'd never been all that sporty and she was loath to have any area of witchcraft that was a weakness for her. Being unable to fly at all, though, would be exactly that, and so she was determined to gain at least basic competence in flight. At least her Head of House was taking the lessons- at first she'd been dismayed to hear that he was Professor of Flying, not a real subject, but after she'd met him he'd won her respect pretty fast.
She stayed quiet and introspective through the first part of the lesson, frowning vaguely at the broom on the ground beside her. She'd seen people do this part before, and it looked easy enough- just a spell really, right? With that in mind:
"Up," she told the broom, not expecting too much resistance from a piece of wood. Unfortunately, it seemed to have a mind of its own, because it remained obstinately stationary on the ground.
Sinead grit her teeth, scowling once more and flexing her fingers where they rested over the broom. Glancing around, plenty of others hadn't managed to lift their brooms yet either- but she was not about to be one of the last ones to manage it. If it came down to it, she'd use Wingardium Leviosa to get the stupid thing off the ground.
First, though- she fixed her full, wide-eyed stare upon the broom, poised her hand rigid over it to catch, and insisted with every bit of determination within her:
"Up- UP!"
The broom didn't seem much inclined to do as she asked, sort of twitching on the ground as she first spoke- but she was not about to let it get away with that, and called it up again with even more conviction, not letting it lose any momentum from that initial unenthusiastic motion. It trailed sluggishly up through the air into her hand- not exactly whisking off the ground like Mr. McLeod's, but at least it got there, she thought with a fierce sense of victory.
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