Herminny walked out to the pitch and grabbed a broom from the school's stash and waited for the Arithmancy professor to arrive wondering what the arithmancy professor had in store holding the lesson outside.

A slight smile playing on his face, Jake strolled purposefully to the stadium and waited where they were supposed to. He was very much looking forward to this if it involved flying. He loved flying.

William couldn't help but gulp as he entered the correct are and stood waiting. He hated flying, one reason why he "missed" every flying lesson, and if this class involved flying he'd hide. He stopped at a nice safe distance from anyone else else, shuffling his feet nervously. He was so not looking forward to this he thought sadly glancing around.

Melanie practically skipped onto the pitch. She refrained from grabbing a broom as well the sign said it was a Arithmacy class. As in math... Ugh. At least it wasn't really math though (Thank Merlin!). Kinda more like understanding numbers... although she was seriously hoping they may get to fly because bringing them out on the quidditch pitch and not letting her fly would be sorta like teasing a mouse with a big lump of cheese and eating before his very eyes.

She stood where she was waiting for the lesson to start not wanting to chat and get yelled at. Why did it have to be so tempting? Melanie bit her lip. That should do it...

Although she had stopped herself before Melanie watched every other kid walk in and grab a broom so figuring she'd missed some sort of memo she walked over and grabbed a school broom for herself, lying it on the ground next to her so she wouldn't fly off on it and get in trouble.

Life would be so much easier without rules.Melanie sighed, pacing a bit.

Professor Shackleton strode onto the pitch carrying her own broom in one hand and her wand in the other, pointing beside her. Levitating along at her side were a number of the school brooms, which she carefully directed to the ground once she'd reached the group of students.

Greeting her students, "Good afternoon class. You're probably wondering how we could possibly hold an Arithmancy lesson out here huh? Well, I'm not going to tell you just yet! If you have your own broom with you, then just sit tight. For those that don't, come grab one of these school brooms. But just be careful with them because Professor Vindictus would be very displeased if anything happened to them, especially during a lesson for a subject that isn't Flying or Quidditch-related." Shackleton rolled her eyes, but she meant what she said. She didn't want Max nagging her for bending a twig or scuffing a handle.

William smiled politely at professor Shackleton and walked up, nervously grabbing a school broom and frowning at it, as if telling it to behave or else. Walking back to his spot he held it loosely and waited for the next set of instructions, trying to figure out how this could have anything to do with Arithmancy. He sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, the cool air waking him up nicely. Not that he hadn't gotten enough sleep the other night, he had overslept if anything and was now paying for it. That and he was out of his stash and needed more.

Left hand gripping her broom as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other waiting patiently on the pitch, Mariel turned her head at the sound of another arrival to the pitch and her green eyes followed Professor Shackleton as she walked out in front of the class.

Not used to being on the pitch without Professor V being there, other than for practice of course, the Ravenclaw looked around distractedly for the flying instructor. Not seeing him in the vicinity, she turned back to listen to the Arithmancy professor speak. Mariel nodded slowly, wondering what they'd be doing in class and would Professor Shackleton instruct them with flying during class somehow? Was she even good at flying? Mariel wasn't even sure if she was a Quidditch fan and eyed the Arithmancy professor carefully before tentatively raising her hand.

"Um, Professor? Will Professor Vindictus be assisting with class today?" That was a valid question, wasn't it? She did remember that he helped out in Arithmancy once last year, maybe he would again. Classes with Vindictus this term had been extra fun, but even if he wasn't going to help with class, if it had to do with flying it was sure to be fun. Still, the second-year glanced towards the pitch entrance to see if there was any sign of her Head of House.

Daniel looked around as the class was starting. This was new, Arithmancy and his favorite sport all at once. He held his Nimbus tight and waited for further instructions.

He had been very polite and silent these days due to what happened since his last detention.

Cedric love Arithmancy...but he was puzzled why classes will be held in quidditch pitch...

then,instead of asking to professor Macadrian..he grabbed one of the brooms and he was waiting what shall they do to the broom..

Sakura was excited for this Arithmancy lesson. There would be Arithmancy, one of her favourite subjects and flying happening at the same time. How much more lucky could she get?

She walked sedately over to the school brooms and inspected them all with an expert eye. Stupid rule that said first years weren't allowed to bring their own brooms, she thought. Quickly finding the best one she picked it up and checked the twigs and looked for splinters that could possibly injure her. Finding none Sakura smiled happily before walking back over to the rest of the group with the broom by her side.

Reaching down, Jake picked out his favourite school broom to use. He'd used it for tryouts and every practice so far, and the only time it had failed him was... well, that didn't matter right then. This was Arithmancy, and they were going to be flying. How cool? Very cool. He stared at the broom. It wasn't the best one by far, hence the reason people had picked the others first, but he was used to it, and the OCD part of his brain wouldn't let him change routine. Standing quietly, Jake waited.

After giving enough time to allow for the students' arrival, Professor Shackleton began the lesson, "Alright class, today we're going to be studying the qualities of the numbers 7, 8, 9, 11, 22, and 33. But we're going to do it in a bit more... active way. I've brought you out here to the Pitch because the weather is too nice to sit inside all day. And we can all use some fresh air while we learn.

"So, here is how this is going to work. I am going to shout out a keyword or a quality associated with a particular number from the middle of the pitch, where you will begin. You need to first figure out what number I'm referring to, but keep it to yourself. Then, you need to fly to one end of the pitch to search among a series of gemstones to find one associated with the number I originally referred to.

"Once you've picked the gemstone you think is correct, you must fly back to the middle of the pitch and present your stone to me. If correct, I will give you another keyword or quality to another number. You will then fly to the other end of the pitch and search among swatches in many colors to find one of a color associated with that number. Fly that back to me and I will determine if it is correct.

"We'll go back and forth until I think you've all grasped the knowledge well enough. So, let's all head to the middle of the pitch and get in the air. Does anyone have questions before we begin?"

OOC: Here is how we'll do this - DO NOT POST THE NUMBER YOU THINK IT IS OR THE GEMSTONES/COLORS ASSOCIATED WITH IT! Once I post a quality or keyword, you will post your character going through the actions, but do not post the answers. Instead, once you've posted your character flying to the end of the pitch, getting a stone, and back to the middle, then send me a PM with your guess. I will tell you if you are correct and after I've given a decent amount of time for others to post, I will post a new quality and the process will begin again. You must have RPed your character going through the actions and have PMed me with your guess in order to receive credit. I will give points at the end of the lesson based on the number correct, the speed with which it was completed, and the quality of the RP posts.

John listerned to what the Professor was saying with broom in hand. "Okay Professor" he smiled as he looked at his head of house who in his oppinion was quite good looking. "So you want us in the air?" He asked still looking straight into the professor eyes.

William held his broom with a slightly shaking hand as he listened to the instructions. Flying? They had to FLY? He was a horrible flyier; he just knew he'd humiliate himself falling off his broom and hurting himself. Couldn't he just run very quickly down to the gems and pick one up then run back, he could run very quickly. But he had a feeling they had to fly, and that meant a visit for the Healer after.

Raising his hand he asked, "Does it matter what height we fly at? I'm a horrible flyer professor and don't want to fall off and hurt myself." he said shyly, not looking around at the others.

Professor Shackleton was hovering a few feet from the ground when she heard John's question, "Yes, up in the air. We're going to begin!"

Turning her attention to William, "No, you can choose to fly at whatever height you'd like, though I ask you not to go too high. The object is to be quick and correct, so going too high will just waste time. But if you're concerned about falling, I suggest a low height. This is supposed to be fun, so go at your own pace if you're still unsure on your flying." She smiled encouragingly before turning her attention back to the rest of the class.


"OK, so are we ready?" Macadrian pulled a bag of gemstones from the pocket of her robes and with a flick of her wand, they were jumping out of the bag and zooming to the end of the pitch, where they hovered gently, catching and reflecting sunlight. She then pulled a number of color swatches from her other pocket and sent them to the other end of the pitch. With everything in position, she was ready to begin.

"We're going to start with an easy one. The keyword is... SUCCESS! GO!"

Paris grabbed her broom off the pitch and hopped on in one quick motion and zoomed off to the other end of the pitch, she wasn't flying to high. Her boots were barely skimming them grass as the wind whipped around her face. She looked like a muggle witch with her jet black hair flapping out behind her. This was one Arithmancy class she was actually going to have fun in. Too bad all of them couldn't be outside. Professor Shackleton was one rocking witch in her book. She made it to the other side of the pitch and she landed lightly on her feet.

She was mesmerized by the twirling gemstones. They were so pretty. She wondered if these could bet he stones that the Gray Lady was talking about. This was a easy one and she walked through the floating stones till she found the right one. She held on to it fast and she hopped back on her broom and flew back over to Professor Shackleton.

She held out the stone for her. "Is this correct?" She asked.

William sighed, at least he could go at his own height. Smiling at her he got onto his broom, wobbling a bit before getting his balance and kicked off like he had been taught. Holding at a height of ten feet, something he thought was good enough he, at first flew slowly towards the end of the field where the gems were scattered, the number already flashing in his mind.

He wobbled as he flew, his legs clinging to the fragile broom as if it were a lifeline as he finally made it to the end and stopped, almost rolling his broom. "Phew." he muttered, his eyes searching for the gem in question. Spotting it he went into a mini dive, slowing his pace as he scooped it up and turned back, flying a bit quicker back to the middle of the field.

His hair was a mess now as he stopped and handed it to professor Shackleton. "Is this it?" He asked, slightly out of breath.

John grabbed his broom and zoom down to the other end of the pitch and grabbed a gemstone. "Is this the answer?"

Sakura quickly climbed onto the broom and pushed off the ground zooming to the other end of the pitch sure that her guess had been correct. Well she'd know soon enough. Quickly searching for a gem associated with the number she picked it up and zoomed back to the Professor. Holding out the gem in her hand she asked, "Is this correct professor?"

Right after the professor said 'GO' Ana picked the broom and pushing the ground she lifted into the air, not too high just enough to not touch the ground

She accelerated through the pitch, the wind hitting her face. This was an amazing lesson.

She made it to the end of the pitch and grabbed the gemstone she flew back again to the professor.

She finally reached the professor and asked "Is this correct?"

Professor Shackleton swished her wand and the following scoreboard appeared in the air:

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Sakura - 4 pts
William - 3 pts
Ana - 2 pts
Paris - 2 pts
John - 1 pt

"Nicely done everyone. This time, you're going to travel to the other end of the pitch and retrieve a color swatch in the color associated with the number my info suggests. Are you ready?"

Professor Shackleton yelled loudly, "The key phrase is... SPOTLIGHT SEEKER!"

Sakura flew to the other end of the pitch this time and grabbed the colour swatch after she figured out the number she was going with. Flying back towards the professor she said, "I think this is correct."

William, feeling a bit more confident now that he hadn't fallen off the first time kicked off a bit higher and flew down the pitch to the color swatches, his eyes searching for the color he needed. His mind already knew the number, he just needed the color swatch. Aha, there it was. Getting itt his broom he quickly picked up a color swatch, jumped up onto his broom and flew back to the middle, not having wobbled once.

Handing it over he smiled, "This one?" She asked.

Paris hopped on her broom and zoomed down to the other end of the pitch and quickly dismounted her broom. She searched through the color swatches, it was taking her a minute because she wasn't that good at Arithmancy, but then once she saw the color it was like alight bulb went off in her head. She held fast to the swatch and raced back. "Is this the color?" She asked.