Maggie had lifted her broom back up off of its low floating position close to the ground and wedged it between her thighs in a manner that she felt she was half sitting on it and half holding it aloft herself. As Reuben Crouch gave instructions she tried follow his words but found the broom to be a distraction. She began leaning forward and feeling the broom try to pull away. Instinctively she leaned backwards causing the broom to immediately reverse just beyond her starting position at its over correction.

More gently she leaned forwards this time and walked her feet gingerly on the soft ground to keep up with the slow forward movement of the cursed implement. Her forward movement was not smooth at all as her footsteps rocked her body just enough to cause variations in the speed of the broom each time her hips twisted. Her hands held tightly as she fought the feeling that it might escape. This was the most unannatural feeling for the little muggle girl but she forced herself to endure it so she wouldn't be singled out by the teacher.