Remy was RUNNING across the grounds to make it to the flying area. It was never a quick walk down a corridor to get through the grounds, and Remy was forever panicking that she would walk too slow. Of course, she never was, and arrived at the flying lesson in plenty of time. She was always so excited to practise flying a broom, and couldn't wait to get her own next year.

She arrived and grabbed one of the brooms that were laid out on the floor, grabbing her breath, too. "Hello, sir, Kazmi." Remy grinned. No need for stretching here, she was totally already warmed up.