For Damien, Alex and William, Quidditch was something they all enjoyed. Obviously, the fanatic was Damien. The three of them finished lunch and were heading outside for their next class, talking excitedly about flying.. Madame Hooch was waiting on the Quidditch field for everyone to arrive. She nodded to the boys as they approached. Her beady yellow eyes darted back and forth quickly as if watching everything at the same time. It was another class with Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. Madame Hooch pointed to the line of broomsticks on the ground and the boys went and stood beside one, looking intently at the device that would carry them up into the air. Damien looked at his hungrily. Alex laughed when he saw the expression on his face. More people were coming through the gates, chattering among themselves. He looked as Ava walked in with Artemis and waved at him.

Before he had the chance to wave back, a loud whistle sounded. Madame Hooch blasted the tiny metal instrument until everyone was lined and ready to go.

"Good afternoon, children. Hope you all had a good lunch. Just try not to lose it when you're flying," she said with a chuckle. "Now, who has never had experience with flying on brooms?" A handful of students raised their hands and looked around to find out that they weren't the only ones who haven't even touched a broomstick. One of them was Ava. "Well, no worries. It will all come naturally and if not," she paused "then we'll just have to see, won't we?" When she finished, she blew the whistle again. "Stand next to your broomsticks everyone." Alex stood next to his with Damien and William on either side. "Hold out your hand over the broomstick and shout 'Up!'" The air filled with the voices of everyone trying to command their broomsticks. Alex shouted and his broomstick flew up to his hand. Naturally, Damien did the same thing. William shouted it too, but his broomstick rolled around a bit and stayed in the grass. He flushed while Alex and Damien were giving each other high-fives. Madame Hooch came over and grinned. "You two," she said, pointing at the two of them. "Mount your broomsticks." They did as she said and were wondering what was going to happen next. Madame Hooch flicked her wand and large sparkling rings appeared in the air above them. There were ten of them arranged in a straight line. "You," she pointed at Damien, "fly through those rings." She blew her whistle and Damien kicked into the air. He circled and stopped in front of the first ring. Deciding to show off, he did a barrel-roll through all of them. The crowd below him cheered and Alex rolled his eyes defiantly. Damien came back down and Alex gave him a high-five.

"Nice work up there…for an amateur," Alex joked.

"You're next," Madame Hooch said. She blew the whistle and Alex kicked off. He stopped in front of the first ring and thought of a way to outdo Damien. A smirk appeared on his face and Damien raised his eyebrows slightly. Alex stood up on his broomstick, swung his feet around the handle and flew through the rings upside-down. The crowd went wild again as he came down and hovered in front of Damien.

"So how does it feel to be shown your own?" Alex jeered. He stuck his tongue out and laughed. Damien pushed against the handle of the broom and spun Alex around.

"Hope you don't lose your lunch," Damien said, laughing. Alex let his feet go and landed back on the ground. The two of them laughed.

Madame Hooch came by and congratulated them. "Excellent work boys. Ten points for Gryffindor."

Alex and Damien watched the rest of the class trying to get a hold on their broomsticks. Half of the class got it right. The rest of them were disheartened and gave up. William was one of them. Alex and Damien stifled their laughter as they watched his broomstick roll around the ground while he was shouting his eyes out. Ava and Artemis came by and sat with the two friends on the ground.

"That was really brilliant what you did up there, both of you," Ava said shyly.

"Yeah, where did you learn to do those things?" Artemis asked.

"Thanks, but it's not really that hard," Alex confessed. "I've been flying since I was seven. My father taught me. He bought me a new broom this summer. It's really great. A Silver Arrow."

"I love Quidditch. Flying is one my passions. I learned on my own when I was seven, too. I used to sneak out of the orphanage and practice with a broomstick I found out back," Damien said. "I can't tell you how many injuries I got." He laughed. "Try explaining that to the mistress." He laughed again. "It's a shame first-years can't join the Quidditch team. I would do anything to play."

The four of them sat and talked while everyone else was flying through the rings now. When it was Ava's turn, she got up and mounted her broomstick. She went through the rings fine, but had difficulty stopping at the end. Artemis flew through them half-heartedly. She was good, but didn't seem to like flying that much. They watched the rest of the class go through and laughed when someone lost control and crashed. Luckily, no one was seriously hurt. The only exception was Elliot. He decided to stand on his broom stick while he flew. He slipped and injured himself in a very painful accident. The girls laughed and the guys cringed.

Finally, Madame Hooch blew her whistle and announced that the class was over. Everyone took their broomsticks and put them back into the equipment shed. Ava and Artemis waved good-bye and Alex and Damien caught back up with William. His face was a bit shadowy now.

"What's wrong, William?" Alex asked.

"I don't really want to talk about it."

"If it's about the broom thing, it's no big deal."

"I said I don't want to talk about it!"

"Alright, then. We won't"

The three of them were silent for a minute. Damien looked around nervously, waiting for the tension to go away. Alex and stared at the ground as he walked. William was looking sideways the whole time and didn't say anything. The three of them walked to the school and entered the double-doors. Their next class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. They went up to boy's dormitories and grabbed their books and headed back down to the first floor.