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Chapter Twenty-Two
Two weeks had past since Christmas Break. Many of the seventh years were applying for jobs and different training programs. Leah was studying for an entrance exam for Healer training. Hailey was practicing for her tryout. Will spent most of his time trying to get Leah to take a study break. Emma was reading about the Wizard University when Noah sat down beside her.
"Psst," he whispered.
She glanced up from the book she was reading. "Yes?"
"Are you ready?"
"Ready for what?"
"Your lesson," he stated as if it was obvious.
"Right now?"
"No, yesterday. Of course, right now."
"I'm reading."
Noah picked up the book she was reading. "Wizard University," he read. "Why are you reading this?"
"I'm thinking about going."
"Why?"
"To further my education."
"Education in what?"
"Witchcraft."
"What exactly do you want to be?"
"I'm not sure yet. I'm thinking about becoming a professor at Hogwarts."
"Which is why you want to go to the University."
"Yes, so let me read and we can fly later."
"I can tell you all you need to know."
"Oh really? Than enlighten me."
"Ok. The Wizard University is about three things. Magic, schoolwork, and very attractive witches," he explained.
"You're hopeless."
Noah smiled at her. "So are you ready?"
"Fine. Let's go."
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Hailey pointed her broom towards the ground and landed. She'd spent the last two hours flying and trying new moves. As she turned to walk into the locker room, she heard a noise. She looked across the pitch and spotted Noah. He pointed at his broom and then he pointed at the girl he was with. Hailey walked over. As she neared, she could hear what Noah was saying.
"Come on, Emma. It's just a broom. I've already introduced you," he stated.
"Do you promise not to drop me?" replied Emma.
"I promise."
Hailey watched as Emma straddled the broom with Noah behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and gripped the broom.
"Ready?" she heard him ask.
"No," replied Emma.
Noah rolled his eyes and started flying. Hailey quickly turned away and stormed into the locker room.
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In the sky, Emma was screaming.
"You are flying way too high!"
"We're barely a hundred feet from the ground."
"One hundred feet! One hundred feet! Are you out of your mind?"
"No. I'm just trying to teach you to fly. Now, relax and could you loosen your grip on my arms. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
Emma glanced over shoulder at him. "Alright."
"Good. I'm going to let you control the broom."
"WHAT!"
"Grab the broom."
"No!"
"Emma, place your hands on the broom."
She grasped the broom. Noah put his hands over hers.
"You have to trust the broom. It's the only thing holding you in the air. So hold on, stay relaxed, and just fly."
Emma did as she was told. Slowly, Noah moved his hands away and placed them on her hips.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Amazing. It's really beautiful up here."
"Oh so now, you're okay with being a hundred feet in the air?"
"Yes, it's quite nice."
"Are you ready to learn something else?"
"Sure."
"Okay. Point the broom towards the ground."
"Won't the broom go down?"
Noah laughed. "That's the point. We're going to land."
"Oh."
"Mhm."
"No, I don't like that idea."
"Why not?"
"I'm not ready to aim for the ground."
"Well, whenever you're ready."
"How about you do it and I'll do it next time."
Noah took hold of the broom. "I'll let you slide since you did so well."
Once they were safely on the ground Emma turned to Noah. "That was fun," she said. "When's the next lesson?"
"I can't tell you."
"Noah, come on."
"Nope."
"Well, thank you for this lesson."
"You're welcome."
They started to walk back to the castle.
"So have you heard from your boyfriend?" he asked.
"Yes, my parents owled me with his letter yesterday."
"You never did tell me what he's like."
"He's really smart."
"What else?"
"He likes to read."
"What's his name?"
"Ben."
"Ben sounds boring."
"He is not."
"What did you do on your first date?"
"We went to a museum."
Noah raised an eyebrow. "What kind of museum?"
"He took me to an architectural museum."
"Wow that sounds exciting," he stated sarcastically.
She hit him in the arm. "You know some people actually take things seriously."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Noah, you're not the most serious guy."
"I can be serious," he said affronted.
Emma laughed. "You are the biggest goof I know."
"So I've played some minor practical jokes. That doesn't mean I can't be as serious as your perfect boyfriend Ben."
"Well, you were pretty serious about Hailey. What's going on with you two anyway?" asked April.
"We still talk, but only as friends."
"She still hasn't decided what she wants?"
"No."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I guess it just wasn't meant to be. I'm ready to move on."
"I think she'll come around."
"Maybe. Maybe it'll be too late."
When they reached the castle, Noah opened the door for Emma. "We missed dinner," he commented. "Did you want to go to the kitchens with me and get something to eat?"
"Sure. Do you know where it is?"
"Of course, I do. I know everything."
"You're so full of yourself."
"It's part of my charm," he smirked.
Emma laughed. "You're crazy."
"Yes, but that's what you love about me."
Emma rolled her eyes and followed him to the kitchens. As they walked, Noah glanced at Emma out of the corner of his eye. She looked cute with her hair all frizzy and windblown.
"I'm glad we became friends," he declared.
Emma looked at him. "Me too." She bumped her shoulder against his. "You're not half bad," she joked.
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