"Good morning. I'm happy to see you all made it up so early on a Saturday morning. It has come to my attention that not one you have been given any type of instruction on how to fly a broomstick," Professor Hooch explained.

"We never needed to learn," Tosh back talked loudly to her. "It's not like we will ever use this in our lives."

"Perhaps," Professor Hooch added. "But at Hogwarts, it is a traditional part of the curriculum and school's history. You will be expected to be competent in this skill." She paused and looked off to the side where seven students stood in yellow uniforms. "Today, the Hufflepuff Quidditch team will give you a basic lesson on flying."

The Hufflepuff Quidditch team stood there looking smug despite their multiple loses in the sport. They started to move out towards the former Academy students, pinpointing students to train.

"I don't know why we are here, we can all Apparate already," Nova remarked to Sarah.

"And on a Saturday, too," Sarah added.

"You can take the pretty one. I'll take the psychotic one," Tychus said to an equally as large built man as they walked towards Nova and Sarah.

Nova frowned. "Did the two potato-heads just call one of us ugly?" she asked Sarah, ignoring the fact one of them had also been called psychotic.

"Come with me, Red," Tychus said to Sarah.

Sarah didn't move - so she was the ugly psychotic one. "I'm not going anywhere with you," she stated adamantly.

"Fine, we'll practice right here then," he said in a rather unbothered tone. "Have you ever felt a broomstick between your legs?" he asked with a somewhat nasty tone.

"I don't know, have you ever felt a knee in your groin?" she asked arrogantly.

"Let's just get on with this," he told her grimly.

She said nothing.

About ten minutes had passed and Sarah had managed to call the broom to her but mounting it and staying on were proving to be a challenge.

"If humans were supposed to fly, we'd have wings," Sarah stated. She let her broom drop to the floor and ignored it.

"Yeah, you just go brew some potion up to make yourself sprout them, queen witch of the universe," Tychus told her.

Sarah glared his way. "I'd rather brew you up a potion to grow you a neck," she retorted.

"What is that even supposed to mean?" he asked confused as he picked her broom up.

"Why is it that Quidditch Beaters are always so dumb?" she asked with a smile.

"So I'm dumb?" he asked. "At least I can ride a broomstick."

She stared at him. "How is that a sign of intelligence considering I've never even tried it before?"

"Everyone can manage the basics," he stated. "You're a rather slow learner."

"Maybe because you are such a bad teacher," she stated.

"Maybe you'll do better on your own," he suggested as he threw her broom to the ground. "You are impossible to be around. Now I understand why Jimmy hates working with you so much," he stated as he turned to leave.

Sarah ignored his comments and picked up her broom. She was going to do this just to prove him and his pig-friend wrong.

A few minutes later, Jim just happened to be walking out into the courtyard when he heard a scream from above him. He looked up and saw a woman falling towards him. He reached out his arms and caught her in them. He held her close to his body and smiled as he recognised the redhead. "Careful, darlin'," he told her happily.

"Put me down, you pig," she demanded angrily.

For a brief moment he thought about dropping her straight down onto the courtyard floor or even that little puddle of mud that caught his attention to the side.

"Don't you dare," she warned him as she read his mind.

He decided to be gentlemanly about it despite her attitude and he gently lowered her feet to the ground so she could stand. "I could give you a flying lesson," he offered as he saw how frustrated she was. He also saw her skirt had ridden up a lot and was exposing more of her gorgeous thighs than usual.

She adjusted her skirt as she heard his thoughts. "I can imagine what that lesson would entail," she said angrily.

"Me, too," he smirked at her and imagined them both riding the same broomstick; his hands placed on her hips and his body pressed against her back as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear and kissed her neck, watching the sunset together.

"You are such a pig," she told him and hurriedly walked away from him.

He was disappointed that had made her angrier. Normally he'd tell girls that type of romantic imagine and they'd fall for him. "You forgot your broom, darlin'," he called to her as he picked it from the ground near him.

"You can shove it up your..." she looked back to him and didn't finish that sentence as she spotted professor Hooch behind pig-boy. She turned her head forward and continued walking away from them and went straight to the Slytherin common room to calm down.

Nova returned to the Slytherin common room not long after Sarah did. She, much like Sarah, had not enjoyed the flying lesson. She walked across the room towards Saran and sat on the sofa beside her. "Let's break out of this school," Nova suggested.

Sarah smiled. "I would love to do that. But where would we go?" she asked dully. She'd already thought about running away multiple times before but she had no place to go.

"Anywhere," Nova added. "We can go to the muggle world and use our magic to survive."

Sarah laughed. "I think the muggle world would annoy us more than here. Instead of brooms we'd be expected to drive huge honks of metal and instead of brewing potions we'd be expected to marry muggle men and make them dinner."

"I bet pig-boy would love to marry you and have you make him dinner," Nova laughed.

"Right, let's escape right now," Sarah joked.

Nova giggled. "If it wasn't for the flying, this school wouldn't be that bad."

Sarah frowned.

"I thought you of all people who have agreed," Nova said. She remembered the times she'd seen Sarah after a session with Professor Rumm; how broken and withdrawn she was after each one. Nova would manage to get some type of response from Sarah only for her to be taken away by him again and come back in a worse state. The viscous cycle had continued for a year before Professor Rumm had considered her broken enough to do whatever the Academy had wanted her to do.

"I guess I just got used to the Academy," she said grimly. "The state I was in back then I didn't even realise what they were doing to me was so bad. I didn't care what they did to me." She looked at her hands and played with her own fingers. "Now I'm here I know exactly what I did. I know how wrong all of it was."

Nova smiled. "You know it was wrong. That's good. How can it be better to be ignorant and continue to do those terrible things?"

Sarah forced a smile and looked at Nova. "I guess I'm just having a bad day."

"We have the afternoon off, and Tosh is busy now he's a fully fledged member of the Quidditch team. Let's go to our room and pamper ourselves. I'm talking face masks, nail polish and aromatherapy. I even have chocolate and one of Tosh's voodoo dolls..." she let a smirk fall across her lips.

Sarah smirked too, then excitedly jumped off the sofa and they ran up to their room.