Lesson Two {secondies}

Henri made her way to the pitch right after she had a great breakfast. She was a little early to class but she didn't care. After all, she had promised the Professor that she would never be late to her class a again. It was a promise she intended to keep.

It looked like it was going to rain and Henri wished she could control the weather. If it were up to her, every day would be sunny with no hints of clouds or terrible weather. When arriving to the pitch, she noticed that the Professor had set up a tent for the class and frowned. That meant there would be no flying today.

Henri sucked it up and with a kind smile, walked over to the Professor, "I'm here Professor and on time like I promised."

Henri smiled at the Professor and agreed at the thought that she was helping herself with being on time. After all, she did hate being late and the fact that that she had arrived late made her mad. She tried her best to forget that time and took a seat in one of the pillows.

"Professor, if you don't mind me asking, we're going to learn about meditation in class today, right?" She asked after she read the very used old black board.

Henri smiled, "Yes, I do. Sorry, I probably posed the question wrong."

"I sort of know about meditation," she said, hoping it didn't get received as boasting. "I learned from my Archery and Fencing Professor's back home. He says I have to clear my head if I want to make the bulls eye. It helps a lot because my mind likes to have many thoughts. But I've never tried it with Flying."

She mentally slapped herself, knowing she had talked to much. She just hoped that the Professor didn't take anything she said the wrong way.

Henrietta nodded, made her self comfortable in the pillow and let her mind clear of any worry, thought or chore she had to do. Soon, she mind her was clear and everything was gone. Although raining, she concentrated on how the rain sounded when it would hit floor...

Casey ran through the rain towards her flying lessons. Not that she minded the rain, but if she didn't run, she'd be late. As it was, it seemed the Professor had already started when she got there. Another student sat cross legged on the floor of the tent, breathing slowly.

Whispering so she wouldn't disturb the other girl, Casey explained to the Professor. "Hi, I'm Casey Donohoe. My family just moved here from America and I'm a transfer student. I brought my own broom," she added, hopefully holding up her much loved broomstick.

Emily jogged to her Flying lessons, the rain was quite constant Emily loved the smell of the rain and loved flying in the rain even more,she thought that was the best time to be flying

As she approached the lesson she noticed it had already started except no one was on their brooms, she looked over at a Gryffindor sitting on a pillow with her eyes closed

" Um... whats going on?" Emily asked in a confused tone as she looked over towards the professor