Flying Final Exam: Quidditch

*Although Eponine has not arrived yet, please post that you've shown up. I hope to start within the next few days.*

Rebecca ran down towards the Quidditch Pitch. She had heard that the final exam was going to be Quidditch and she was too over-excited to wait. When she arrived, she realized that she was the first one there. Looking around, she noticed that there were a few broomsticks on the ground. Slowly, she walked over to them and grabbed one.
Nobody will notice... just a quick flight...
Rebecca mounted it and flew a few feet above the ground. She didn't want to be caught be couldn't resist flying at the same time. She flew around the pitch quickly, feeling the wind in her face and careful not to go too high. After a quick flight, she flew down, dismounted and dropped the broom next to the others. Grinning, she ran over to the middle of the pitch, hoping that nobody saw her and waited for the teacher to arrive.

Severine went onto the pitch, smirking slying. She sneaked up behind Rebecca and clapped her hands on a shoulder. She made sure that Rebecca wouldn't be in any pain but just be startled by the loud noise. "I saw that," Severine laughed.

Eponine walked out onto the pitch, disappointed in how few of her students have shown up. "Really, guys? Only two of you?" She shook her head. "Well, 10 points each for showing up on time. However, we can't do what I planned for the final exam with only two of you. So instead, we're going to do some question and answers instead. No house points will be given for correct answers, but you will be graded on participation nonetheless."

She turned to Rebecca Jones. "Oh, and nice flying, by the way. Take another 5 points." She grinned, betting that the girl didn't realize she has seen her.

She clapped her hands as she got back to the lesson. First question: What is the most important thing to keep in mind when commanding your broom?"


OOC: All answers to questions can be found in the lessons. Latecomers are still welcome to join in to improve their grade.

Aylee ran down to the Quidditch Pitch as fast as she could. As usual, the staircase had moved unexpectedly so she was late. Definitely late. When she arrived, she noticed that only two Gryffindors were there. She gave a sorry-I'm-late look to the teacher and stood there quietly. She would bet anything that she was in trouble.

Rebecca blushed as the Professor gave her points for her flying. She didn't think she was good at flying, she just liked it as a hobby. As she was about the answer the question, Rebecca saw a Ravenclaw girl rushing into the Pitch. She gave her a small wave as soon as she realized that it was Aylee. Looking, back at Professor Fortescue, she answered the question, hoping it was the right one.
"Not grip too tight?" Rebecca replied hopefully.
She had never thought about it. When flying she just... flew and not thinking about what she must do.

Auden ran to the pitch. Only three students were there. " Sorry Professor." Auden said. Auden wondered why practically no one was here.
"Professor, is the answer you have to be comfortable with the broom because if you aren't the broom can sense it and that means trouble for you?" Auden asked. Auden knew that you had to assert some kind of dominance over the broom to guide it correctly.