Lesson Two

[Viktoria Steinburg]

Viktoria smiled and tugged the stand of broom out onto the Quidditch pitch, it was something that excited her, teaching, it was going to be a good lesson she knew it was! The students were going to be the best lesson yet.

The races were going to be wonderful! And she was sure that Alys was going to do just fine today, and that the boy, Lukas, would behave wonderfully.

Standing in the middle of the pitch, the warm sun on her face, Viktoria took in the warm clear day and sighed happily.

[Guest]

Alys made her way to the flying lesson, a huge grin all over her pale face. As usual, even the skies looked forwards to Lehrer Vikki's classes and it wasn't snowing. Friday afternoons were quickly turning into the blonde's favorite time of the week. Looking back, she saw her friends following and she beckoned to them to pick up the pace. After all the practicing she had done, she was sure she wouldn't embarrass herself this time around.

[Guest]

Tarragon caught sight of Alys, and picked up his pace to join her.

"Ready to show off your new flying skills?" He laughed as he caught up with the girl. "Have you seen Lukas this morning? I really hope he shows up so I can show him how flying is really done! I just have to wipe that smile off of his face!"

[Guest]

"I think I'm falling in love with Friday afternoons," the blonde replied with a cryptic smile to Tarragon's comment. "Last class before the weekend, see."

As he continued to speak of Lukas, the witch kept her smile in place, determined not to let the older boy ruin her good mood. "I'm sure you can beat him," she said loyally to her fellow Muhe student. "You're an awesome flyer, and a very good teacher too," she added.

[Viktoria Steinburg]

Viktoria turned as she heard two voices and mounted her broom standing up, a trick she had learnt many years ago, flying while standing she shook her head and felt a little dissappointed with her students, hovering just above them Viktoria bit her lip.

"Now that's not the attitude to have. It's all about fun not who's going to beat who, maybe I shouldn't do races if this is the feeling within the group..."

Sighing Viktoria moved higher up in the sky and sighed slightly louder.

"It creates bad feeling and that doesn't make a happy class, so please simmer down and just wait quietly for class to begin please?"

[Avangeline King]

Ava was rushing towards the grounds, afraid she was late for her second lesson on the Quidditch field. When she caught sight of the mostly empty field she breathed a sigh of relief and slowed to a more dignified pace. She wasn't as late as she thought.

She came up on her classmates just as instructor Vikki admonished her friends. "It will be alright Instructor, we are competitive but not mean. We won't go too far in trying to win. Right guys?" Ava looked at her friends with a bit of a glare.

She knew things could get out of hand, but wished they wouldn't. It was natural that not every student liked each other, but they shouldn't let it get in the way of their lesson.

Plus, those races sounded fun! She didn't want to lose her chance to try doing that just because they got into a squabble.

[Viktoria Steinburg]

Viktoria smiled when Ava appeared and attempted to placate her after her classmates had begun to worry her about doing the races, since there were three people they would have to race all together as opposed to two versus two. Or...if one didn't mind waiting.

"Good day class! I hope you had a lovely break. Now today were going to be doing some races, so, if you would choose your broom and mount it?"

Waiting for them to do so Viktoria grinned again once they had all successfully done that, and then she gestured to the pitch behind her, she wanted to make sure that everyone was okay with flying before they got competitive.

"Kick off from the ground and hover one foot from the ground please, and, once that's done can you make your way to the top of the Quidditch Pitch."

Viktoria pointed to the left, where the top was.

[Briony Romain]

Closed.
Lesson Point: Racing
Points: None

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