The Loneliest Girl - Ch. 8

A Flying Lesson

Last Time: Heinali was informed that she would become a Potions Apprentice. Roger asked out heroine to Hogsmead and Oliver is teaching Heinali how to fly

Later that day Heinali walked out onto the Quidditch pitch laughing with her friend, Caitiy, until Oliver called over to the two girls.

"Hey Caitiy, Heinali. You ready for your first lesson?" Oliver asked and continued when Hein nodded her head. "This is a broom; the wizard world uses them to get from one place to another when they can't use other means."

"I not brain dead Oliver, I know that already. The thing I need to learn is how to fly a broom." She replied rolling her eyes.

"Oh, ok then, mount my broom" Caitiy giggled at this statement and Oliver cocked an eyebrow "what? What did I say?"

"Nothing Ollie just go back to your little lesson" Caitiy smirked

Heinali just shrugged and properly mounted the broom letting it hover in the air her feet scraping the ground as she looked at her 'teacher' with a questioning glance.

"Good, now gently kick upwards" he stated as he mounted a school broom and joined her in the air. "To go slower or stop you sit up on the broom, to go faster or move you lean forward. Other than those it's pretty easy to fly."

"Says he who plays quidditch" Hein mocked and leaned forward only to plummet back to earth.

"Opps, forgot to mention that you're supposed to pull up slightly when you lean forward or else you go down."

Caitiy and Heinali both sighed at his statement before Caitiy yelled up at them, "I'm going in, I'll see you two later hopefully both in one piece." At that she turned on her heel and walked away to go flirt with some guys in the common room.

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*****Thanks to my lovely beta reader, hugs to all that reviewed my muses are happy now! It took me awhile to get this chapter how I wanted it to turn out, but I still think it stinks. Oh well, I'm my own worst critic! *****

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