The parchment was made of recycled paper, it's texture rather rough and bumpy- primarily due to the fact that Amy had had to use paper that had already been used (thus the recycled bit). The colour was rather faded, giving it a slightly yellow tint.
If one looked close enough, they would have noticed that there were obvious dents in the surface, caused, primarily, from Amy's numerous efforts to concoct a semi-serious notice.
The writing was in all caps, the quill markings rather deep and defined.
CALLING ALL FIRST YEARS (OR ANYONE WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO FLY)
LESSONS WILL BE PROVIDED TO ANYONE WHO WOULD LIKE TO LEARN HOW TO FLY.
BROOMS WILL BE PROVIDED TO THOSE WHO DON'T HAVE/OWN ONE.
Melanie walked into the common room after her already rough start of the morning and notice a board that was empty just not to long ago. (Last night for that matter.) Walking up to it, the first thing that she noticed was sign ups for flying lessons. Reading it, she had a mental battle about signing up for it. Numberous things could happen and her Pop wouldn't be happy if she had gotten on a broom and flew. He wasn't too supportive when they had discussed the activities available at this new life they had entered. The life she and her Grandmother called 'Magical' and the one he called, 'Dangerous.' Thinking about all he suggested, (Falling from high places; getting struck by lightning; having lost control and running into some trouble; etc.), she decided to put her name on the list. On reflex she dug her hand into her large bag she pulled out a pen and wrote on the paper:
Melanie Rose Teppenpaw Year 1
With that she put the pen back and read the rest of the bulletins on the board. She figured she had time before classes.\n\n
This was not a good thing. It wasn't. She had enough trouble staying coordinated on the ground, but in the air? She'd be hopeless. And Mama would be angry. She said only the most common sort of witches ever lowered themselves to flying. But it was a class, and first years apparently had to take it. Anne said they did, anyway, and why would Anne lie to her? They were cousins, after all. That had to count for something. The sign also implied that first years had to take it, if they didn't know how to fly. She certainly didn't know more than that it involved brooms and didn't look very comfortable.
Allie bit her lip uncertainly, reflexively glancing around the room for Lila before remembering, not for the first time and likely not for the last, that her sister was not and never would be there. Breaking the commons rule wasn't an option. They'd be caught and get into terrible trouble. She didn't think she had much room to cause trouble after what happened in Transfiguration, which was probably also the reason why Lila would be highly unlikely to rush to her aid even if she could. She was going to have to do this without Li's backing. Merlin save her.
Finally, her hand shaking so that the writing was barely ledgible, she made herself do it. Put her name on the list without getting Lila's approval first. She was almost floored by a physical-feeling wave of doubt about whether or not it was the right thing to have done as soon as the last few characters were down, but she couldn't undo it. It had already been done.