Heath kept his eyes in the skies as he made his way to flying class, school broom in hand. It looked like it could start pouring rain at any moment! He hoped it would hold off at least until the end of the lesson if it did because flying in gray rainy weather sounded incredibly dangerous! Or maybe that was the idea. For a fleeting moment, he wondered if Professor Kazmi had intentionally chosen a bad weather day for the lesson. Maybe they were going to learn how to fly in rainy conditions?

His curiosity was piqued even more when he saw the net, but the professor's voice jerked him out of his thoughts before he had time to think about it. What-? Oh! He saw the ball coming toward him and held up the hand that wasn't holding his broom in an attempt to catch it. His fingers brushed the ball, but he wasn't quite fast enough to grab it before it sailed past him. He hurriedly picked it up. "Hello, Professor," he greeted, preparing to throw the ball back as instructed., "Heads up!"

He threw the ball back and went to stand near Ash, giving her a polite nod in greeting. It was only then that he noticed the bread basket, but he chose not to partake. He didn't want to fly on a full stomach!