Her mouth going completely dry as she heard the professor dock so many points from girls she considered her friends, Cela avoided looking at any of them; incase a shared glance turned out to be enough for the professor to take points from her house.

Celandine took a deep breath and willed the broom to raise a little off the ground; keeping it at enough of an angle that she wouldn't immediately slide off. She hoverred with her feet barely off the ground and waited in silence with her head down staring at the gathering piles of snow centimetres away from her feet...apart from the slippery broom this was going quite similarly to her very first flying lesson at home.