Lyra POV
I walked down the hall, my list of classes, and my books, in my hands.
"Lyra... Lyra!"
I stopped and turned to see the twins running towards me.
"What classes do you have?" They asked together.
"Defence Against The Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, Divination, Care for Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, Muggle Studies, then Ancient Runes. What about you?"
They grinned. "Same." George said.
"Except we don't have Muggle Studies." Fred added.
"Alright. Let's go then."
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"A-Alright c-c-class! T-today w-we will learn-n a-about W-Werewolves! N-Now, who k-knows the d-d-difference between-n an a-animagus and-d a w-w-werewolf?" Professor Quirrel asked.
Hesitantly, I raised my hand.
"Y-Yes? Miss..."
"Silverpool, Professor." I said. "An animagus has the choice to transform from animal to human. A werewolf, on the other hand, has no choice. On a full moon, the werewolf will automatically turn into a wolf. But the wolf won't remember anything. It'll kill it's best friend if it wants to."
"W-Well done M-Miss Silverpool! Five p-p-points to G-Gryffindor-r!" He said.
Fred and George grinned at me.
"Know-it-all." Fred mouthed. I glared at him and he snickered.
"N-Now, everyone t-turn to page three hundred-d ninety-four. R-Read everything-g on w-w-werewolves."
The class groaned and I flipped through the pages and began reading.
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It was time for Potions. I, myself, strongly disliked the teacher, Professor Snape. He was head of Slytherin House, and he hated Gryffindors.
The Professor began explaining to the class about different kinds of poisons and how to save one from each, when I felt something hit my back. Knowing it was either Fred or George, since both are behind me, I just ignored them.
"Lyra!" They hissed.
Eventually I turned around. "Will you stop it?" I whispered, before turning back.
"What's with her today?" Fred whispered to George.
"No idea."
They continued throwing scrunched-up papers at me and trying to get me to turn around.
"Weasley and Weasley, do not distract your classmates, wether you fancy them or not." Snape said. The class snickered. "Silence! Five points from Gryffindor."
I turned quickly to glare at them, noticing the two of them were blushing furiously. Fred more than George. I turned back to Snape.
At lunch, Rose decided to sit with me. Fred and George were arguing with Lee Jordan over something.
"How are classes so far, Roe?" I asked.
She grinned. "Great!" She frowned suddenly. "But I don't like Snape. He really hates Gryffindors. Especially Harry."
"Nobody but the Slytherins like Snape." I said.
One of the Gryffindor girls in my class were eavesdropping. "You should've seen what happened in Potions today, first year!" They began giggling and moved farther down the table.
"What happened?"
I sighed. "Fred and George were trying to talk to me, so they threw paper balls at me. Snape caught them and he said something like this; 'Weasley's, stop trying to distract your classmates, even if you fancy them.'"
Rosie laughed. "Really?"
"Yes. Now shut up about it or myself and the twins'll be dead before the end of this day." I hissed.
"What's up with you today Lyra?" Rose looked at me suspiciously.
I sighed again. "Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and Katie Bell wouldn't shut up last night." I said. "I didn't get any sleep, and you know what I'm like when I'm tired."
"You turn into a boring know-it-all." Rose muttered.
"Hey!" I glared at her.
"It's true!" Rosie laughed.
"Anyways, I have Divination in five minutes. I better go. You have flying lessons."
Rosie blinked. "Yes! Yes I do!" Then she ran off to join Harry and Ron.
I laughed quietly to myself, before going to Divination.
Fred and George eventually caught up to me. "Hi Lyra."
"Hello."
"Uhm... Sorry about Potions class." Fred said, blushing a bit.
"We wanted to know if you wanted to go to the Quidditch Pitch after Ancient Runes." George said.
"We know you like flying." Fred added.
"But you're too chicken to try out for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team." They chorused.
I scoffed. "Am not! Besides, the only place open on the team is seeker, and I'm not that good."
"You're better than Alicia Spinnet." George said, poking my shoulder.
"That's mean George!" I stated. "The team is fine without me."
"You still like flying." Fred reminded her.
"I never said I wouldn't go." I said. They grinned.
As we got near the Divination room, Fred whispered. "Here we go. I heard Professor Trelawney is crazy."
"Let's go see for ourselves then." I said.
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That afternoon, Fred, George, and I walked over to the Pitch.
"They're right. Trelawney is weird." I said.
"Told you so." The twins chorused.
I rolled my eyes. "George you never said anything!"
"Yeah, I did!"
"Really?"
"Uh huh!"
"Really?"
"Stop asking!"
"Fine."
We reached the pitch. I jumped on my broom and flew off.
"Hey!"
"Wait!"
I laughed and flew in circles, even doing a flip.
"Come catch me!"
I shot upwards, and I could hear them yelling for me to slow down. I weaved through the hoops, and then flew through the stands. They were about to catch me when I suddenly dived and flew around the pitch, when they caught up I flew up again. I flew so high I was in the clouds. I flew through the clouds, the mist blocking my view.
"LYRA COME BACK DOWN HERE!" I heard the twins yelling, though I could tell they were laughing.
I laughed along with them. "YOU SAID SO!" I shot downwards, and slowly realized what a dumb mistake I had made. I tried to go up again, but I was going too fast. I was shooting towards the ground, going over a hundred miles an hour, coming from hundreds of feet in the air.
"HELP!" I screeched.
I was going so fast my face hurt from the wind. Suddenly I slipped off the broom, and began to fall.
"FRED! GEORGE! HELP!" I screamed.
I was still about fifty feet in the air when I grabbed something. It was one of the twins' brooms. I was hanging from it by one hand, and whichever twin it was quickly lowered themselves to the ground. When I slipped off the broom, I landed safely on the ground, rolling as I did. I faced the sky and noticed my broom shooting towards me. I gasped and rolled out of the way and it dug itself about two feet into the sand beside me.
Fred and George began applauding. "Great show! Encore! Encore!"
I glared at them, to shaky to stand up. "I almost died on my first day, you idiots!"
"Oh, we're the idiots?" George gasped.
"Really Lyra? We didn't go shooting towards the ground at a hundred miles per hour!" Fred added.
"I forgot! I was having too much fun!" I defended.
I stood up slowly and tried to flatten my wind-blown hair.
"Well, we saved you." They chorused.
"Yeah, thanks. Let's go have dinner." I yanked the broom out of the sand, falling back as I did so. They laughed, landing and walking with me back to the school. On the way I turned to face them. "And not a word about this to anyone. Hogwarts doesn't need to know how I almost killed myself. It's only the first day and I've already got something bad happening to me." They laughed again.
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Fred, George, myself, and Lee Jordan were sitting in the common room. Rose and her friend Hermione passed us, and Rose waved before following her friend up to the girls dormitory.
It was silent for a minute before I spoke. "I love being at Hogwarts." The boys looked at me, expecting me to continue. "No Trinity stealing my stuff, no stubbornness from Cody, and no Erik trying to prove his pranks better than mine, and best of all, no Cody screaming and crying because he doesn't want to go to sleep. Last week he tied himself to the chair in front of the TV. My mother left him there all night and then he started yelling because he wanted to get free."
Fred, George, and Lee all laughed. I grinned.
"So... Are you trying out for Quidditch?" Fred and George asked.
I shook my head. "After this afternoon, I don't think I'll ever want to do so much as touch a broom again."
"Wait... What happened this afternoon?" Lee asked.
The twins and I shared a glance before I sighed. "We were flying around at the Quidditch Pitch, and I went up into the clouds. These two wanted me to come down, and I was having so much fun at the moment, my mind went blank and I shot down straight towards the ground. I fell off and I grabbed on to one of their brooms. I couldn't see which, but they lowered me to the ground and I was fine. Until my broom almost stabbed me in the stomach."
Lee nodded. Fred and George smirked. "It was a great show! You need to to it again, for the whole school! And during Quidditch when you join!"
I laughed. "Oh, no way. It was fun. But I don't want to make the mistake again, and I might not be lucky next time. So, no." After that I just walked up to the dorm.
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