"Alright everyone. Let's get too it!" Oliver Wood marched around the courtyard, around the perimeter of the gathered students. "Form a line and lay the broom on the ground beside you."

"Flying is the greatest pleasure of being a wizard or witch! As you know it is very dangerous, blah-blah-blah I know your teachers have been telling you things like that all day. I remember! I was once a student here too! I got to play Quidditch! The best sport in the world, on the best team in the world!" He winked to the Gryffindor students. "If you get the hang of this and practice hard, you can try out for quidditch next week..." Then he stopped, frowning slightly for a short moment. "Most of you anyway... ANYWYAY! Hold out your hand over your broom, like so, and saaaaaaaay [i]'UP!'[/i]" 

His broom jumped from the ground and into his hand. "That's the first step. Now you try." He marched back and forth around the line of students, observing their progress.