Drusilla zig zagged and felt the wind waving her hair. When it was I flied last time, she thought to herself. I really ought to study less and fly more, she thought but then remembered. I´m a seventh year, and I have my N.E.W.T.´s to take care of, she thought feeling a bit ashamed of her former thoughts.

Turning her face back to the older students, Siriana followed them as they demonstrated some zig zag moves. It was so cool and she couldn't wait to write to her father about it; well, both her parents and her brother, although her mother would not understand or approve it. She felt the wind blowing and couldn't care less of her opinion. She was having a great time here and was determined to soak up every minute of it.

james did what lee did makeing loops in the air

Davina sat and watched as Lee helped the Professor with the younger students.She had enjoyed having flying lessons in her earlier years at hogwarts.She smiled at them wishing he could be up there with them.

Ariana watched with a riased eyebrow. 'This is gonig to be difficult' she thought to herself as she commanded the broom to rise into her hand. A sharp jabbing pain went up her hand, and to her shoulder, where the unjury was still fresh. Shaking off the pain, she adjusted her goggles and prepared herself to lift off. Taking a deep breath, she pushed off, barely getting off the ground. She stepped off, this time allowing the pain ot go away before trying again. THis time she floated a little bit more off the top. It was difficult doing this with a dislocated shoulder, but she thought she was doing fine enough. Lowering the tip of her broom, Ariana gently lowered the broom to the ground and got off, shaking from the pain, but not letting it get to her.

Sean just started to fly around in circles and then make a couple loops before getting a bit dizzy. He regained control of the broom and continued to fly around. It felt awesome.

Amiela got right on her broom and started flying like she had been doing it for many years.

Amiela caught sight of Charlotte. Hey Charlotte whats up? Amilea asked going around the top of the castle.

Arianan decided to try more. She got her broom back and kicked off the ground. She flew a little higher than before, at least 15 feet and began moving in a small circle, getting the feel for the broom. She was a little wobbly at first ,but got the hang of it soon and flew around in bigger circles. After a few minutes, she lowered the broom and landed half hazardly, rolling onto her injured shoulder.

Madalyn grabbed her broom, goggles and gloves and left the stands. Now that it was open practice, she was eager to get up in the air. She didn't fly often since she lived in a Muggle subdivision so she was glad that second years got the chance to do some supervised practice. She kicked off the ground and wobbled a bit mid air. Starting off slow she looked around. There weren't any Gryffindors here.

So fun. I can't believe i haven't done this before. she replied how about you? Amelia asked

Zack grabed his broom stick his gloves and started to fly. He was very scared but flew high in the sky.

Grabbing ahold of his broom,nervous but unafraid, and rejoiced instantly as the wind swept past his face.All the problems and anxiaites he seemed to have on the gorund,at home,anywhere,seem to come and leave all at once as he flew farther and farther away from the ground. He couldent help it,he let out a series of laughs as he flew from the pure joy of for once feeling carefree in his life.

Hardly able to believe her commands to bring her broom into her right hand were actually successful, Lauren swung a leg over the wood and collected herself. Okay, one good push off the ground. Steady now, fearless, solid. Just ... push. And with a strong kick to the ground, she felt the space between her and the ground begin to get bigger and bigger. Her legs dangled below as she curled over the broomstick, tilting the front up a bit so that she continued her upward climb. It was wonderful - it was as if she could see all of Hogwarts, every room, every field, every courtyard. She was floating in midair, her long hair blowing wildly around her face. She felt so ... free.

And then she made her first mistake: Lauren looked down. Surveying the sights around her, she hadn't had time to realize that she had made it this high in the air. She wasn't afraid of heights, but she might as well have been for the way her stomach was doing flips and her head pounding with angst. By now the people below no longer looked like people, but instead like specks of dirt in her vision. The field wasn't textured grass, but instead a blurry blob of green. She started to panic, her broom shaking with her nerves. All of the information she had spent the last class period taking notes on was gone from her brain, her mind focusing instead on the fact that she was being held up here by magic and a few pounds of wood and straw. Her palms were sweaty, her brow prickling with heat. What was she going to do?

Her head was buzzing as she tried to figure out how to fix this. She had been directing her broom upwards to gain height, so perhaps if she pushed it down a bit? She tried it, and was startled by how fast and how steeply she plummeted downwards. Lauren pulled the broom back, panting with fear. That was the only way she was going to be able to touch back on the ground again though, so she resolved to take baby steps. She tipped the broom down, let it nosedive toward the earth, then pulled it back up again just a few seconds later. Repeating the process a few times more, she ended up about 6 feet from the ground. Scared of being in the air any longer, she changed her position on the broom so it looked as if she was riding side-saddle, tilted the broom down one last time, and tucked into a roll off of it. Landing with a thud on the hard ground, her face smushed into the grass (which finally looked like grass again) and her ankle feeling as if her leg went left and her foot chose to go right, she was thankful her first try at flying was over. She had been looking forward to it, expecting to enjoy it, but now, waddling to the side of the pitch and massaging her ankle, she predicted she wouldn't see the view from atop a broom for a long time.

Davina sighed.She saw she wasnt the only older student sitting it out.She wondered if the professor would let them fly after the lesson.

james flew down to davina "hi davina" he said

Ghada smiled and nodded she set off into the air being very carefull not to go very high she smiled as she felt the wind hit her face it was a facinaiting feeling Ghada giggled at that she felt free felt more alive 'I'll fly more now!' she thougt to herself.

OoC: When McAiken says RP realisticly, I'm pretty sure he means first time fliers can't make loops -.-


Jamie grinned, watching the class. It seemed it hadn't been all that long that he'd been in this class, nervous about flying and all. Ashlie had warned him about how dangerous it was, but he was pretty certain it had something to do with her fear of heights.

He mounted his broom and hovered lightly for a moment, before pulling up and flying into the air. He hadn't flown much since Quidditch his first term, and he'd nearly forgotten how wonderful it felt as you flew up, up, up through the air, curls whipping backwards. A giggle escaped him as his stomach clecnhed.

"Lee!" he called out, waving with one hand before flying over to the gingerheaded Prefect who appeared to be doing a loop. Jamie's brows arched high over his wided eyes in amazement. "Woooah!" he breathed. "You're better than me!"