Athena walked calmly down to the grounds of the Quidditch pitch. She was looking forward to learning the students to fly on brooms. She was dressed in her flying gear and leaned on her Firebolt 2012 while waiting for the class to show, thinking about the things they needed to learn first. She hoped it would be easy to show them how it was done, starting with how to handle the broom, of course. She had gathered a pile of brooms as well, so that no one was left without one. After all, first years often didn't have brooms and was, in some cases, illegal. She looked up the hill, and waited, while her brain buzzed.

Danielle walked to the quidditch pitch, wondering slightly why she had chosen the subject, but figured she could go along with it. She liked the wind, she liked brooms, she liked high spaces. It was probably perfect for her. She walked to the teacher she had in Dueling, educator Gaunt, and gave a nod. She looked at the pile, but didn't take a broom yet, waiting for instructions.