"Okay now grip your broom and kick off."

"Kick off?!" Hermione asked him in disbelief.

Oliver chuckled. "Yes kick off. Did you think your first lesson would be going over everything about flying and the parts of the broom?"

"I…" She couldn't answer as she glanced over at Marcus who was watching them both quite intensely, well mostly at her.

Oliver glanced over and saw Marcus and glared. "Just kick off and hover for a few seconds. I won't let anything happen to you." He promised.

Hermione gulped softly and nodded. She took a deep breath and kicked off and only landed a couple of feet ion front of her head first. "Ouch."

Oliver went over and helped her up. "Happens once in a while. Try kicking off with you broom stick up a bit."

She nodded as she got back on the broom and kicked off. This time she didn't go headfirst instead she managed to hover the broom about five feet off the ground. She looked at Oliver who was smiling at her as she smiled back and lost her concentration and came down, but was caught before she hit the ground.

"Nice teaching technique Wood." Her rescuer said. "Maybe you should work on landing skills next."

Oliver clenched his fists together. He disliked the fact that Marcus was teaching with him, the fact he saved Hermione, and the fact that she was in his arms right now.

"Um.. You can put me down now." She said quietly.

"Right." He said doing so.

Hermione grabbed the broomstick and walked back to Oliver's side. For some reason she felt a bit safer next to him then by the ex-Slytherin.

Unbeknownst to them a pair of gray-silver eyes were watching them from the trees. He was confused as to why his former Quidditch captain was so interested in the Gryffindor Mudblood. She was just a know-it-all. Sure her teeth were straighter and her hair wasn't as bushy as it sued to be but that didn't mean a thing. He noticed Marcus wasn't that happy that Granger had moved over by Wood.

"Look Flint I don't need you here to tell me how to teach Hermione how to fly."

"Well we are professors shouldn't it be Miss Granger to us?"

"Hagrid never called anyone like that." He said matter-of-fact.

"Um.. Are lessons over for today?"

"Not a chance." He said smiling at her as he chuckled softly hearing her groan. His soft face turned stern when he looked at his opponent. "Leave."

"I have every right to be here as anyone." He said crossing his arms over his chest.

"Then I'll have to do something about that now won't I."

Oliver: 7

Marcus: 11