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Chapter 10

The next couple of weeks went by in a blur for Hermione. She got in the grove of classes, knew how to plan her time. She did as much school work as possible during the week so that she would have time during the weekends to spend in her new at her Uncle Carlisle's house. She had asked Esme if she could call her Aunt Esme and she had looked as if she could cry with happiness. Since then, Esme had been the happiest anyone had ever seen her. All because of a twelve year old girl.

Hermione hadn't seen much of Edward since their little stroll in the moonlight. He was always around, but they weren't ever alone. When she went over to the house, either George or Harry and Ron was with her. And the one time she had started off toward the house alone, Alice had appeared, insisting that Hermione came straight to see the new clothes the she had purchased. And it was always either Rosalie, Emmett or Alice that walked her back. She was beginning to think there was some kind of a conspiracy to keep her away from Edward. But that's just silly, isn't is? she often found her self thinking when she had a few moments to herself.

All of the first years were excited a few weeks before Halloween. They had waited to get the first flying lesson an extra two weeks because Madam Hooch didn't trust Emmett yet and didn't know if he could teach them anything. But after many reassurances from Professor Dumbledore and a huge donation of brooms from the Cullen's , Madam Hooch aloud the class to happen.

"This is going to be brilliant!" Ron said as they stood in the lines that Emmett had place them in.

The brooms were placed on the ground beside each child. Looking down at the boom beside her, Hermione wished that she had her broom with her. The brooms that Carlisle had purchased were better then Madam Hooch had ever taught with. They were Nimbus', after all but not the quality that Hermione was used to flying with around the burrow. But since it was against Hogwarts rules to have a broom with you first year, she would just have to deal with it.

"I hope I don't fall," Neville said over and over agin, holding his remembrall that his grandmother had sent to him.

"Don't worry Neville," Harry reassured his friend, patting him in the shoulder. "I've never flown either."

"You all are going to do fine," Emmett promised Hermione's group of friends. Then he looked at Hermione and whispered, "I tried to talk Madam Hooch into letting you use your own broom, but she wouldn't stand for it. Sorry."

"That's alright Emmett. These brooms Uncle C got are just fine," she insisted.

"Alright class," came the voice of Madam Hooch from down the line, calling the class to order. "My name is Madam Hooch and I am in charge of teaching you how to fly. I also take care of all things Quidditch," she added boastfully. Then she looked at Emmett, who stood next to her. "Oh, and this is my assistant, Emmett, but address all questions and concerns to me. Right then, everyone, now what I want you to do is stand directly beside your broom."

The students quickly did as she instructed, ready to be up in the air.

"Good. Now, with your right hand about it, I want you to instruct your broom to come up to where your hand is waiting. To do this, we say 'up'. Alright then, lets have a go at it. Say 'up'." Madam Hooch instructed.

"Up," Harry instructed his broom with authority. It quickly did as it was told.

"Up," Hermione said gently, causing the broom only to move slightly. "Up!" she said with more gusto, causing the broom to spring from its place on the ground, into Hermione's hand. "Thank you." she whispered to the broom the felt alive in her hand.

All around where they stood, kids were having trouble getting their brooms to cooperate with them. In fact, besides Hermione and Harry, the only other person whose broom listened was Draco Malfoy.

"Up!" Ron was screaming at the object beside him.

"Perhaps you should be a bit more kind when you say it," Hermione suggested.

Ron looked over at Hermione as if she had gone mad and looked over at Harry, who just nodded his agreement. Ron rolled his eyes, but decided to try it their way, seeing that they already had their brooms and all.

"Up!" He said sweetly, sounding as if he was talking to a baby.

"Up!" he said once more, causing the broom to finally listen, but managing to hit Ron in the head in the process, causing him to fall back hard.

"Alright everyone, that's enough," Madam Hooch interrupted finally before anyone else could get smacked in the head. "Are you alright, Mr. Weasleyl? How many fingers am I holding up?" she asked, clearly concerned about the big pop knot that was forming on his head.

"He wouldn't know that even if he hadn't got knocked on the head, Madam Hooch. He's a Weasley, after all," Draco laughed loudly at his own joke.

Hermione and Harry started toward Draco as if to clobber him, but was stopped short with a hand on either shoulder. Emmett shook his head at them, but glared openly at the young Malfoy.

"Thats quite enough out of you, Mr. Malfoy," Madam Hooch scolded him. "Ten points from Slytherin," she added for good measure. "Emmett, can you carry Mr. Weasly to the hospital wing, please. I don't think he can walk."

"Yes, I can," Emmett replied, letting go of Harry and Hermione. "Be good," he quietly instructed Hermione before he bent down and scoped up Ron. "Up we go," he said, as he made his way toward the castle.

"Now then, every one take your broom and mount it like so," she instructed as she demonstrated the proper way to get on a broom. "Good, good. Now, do not lift off yet. I must make sure everyone is on properly. Mr. Longbottom, please land," Madam Hooch instructed, watching as Neville rose higher and higher. "Mr. Longbottom, come down here this instant!"

"I can't, Madam Hootch," Neville replyed as he got higher. "How do you work this thing?"

"Lean forward, toward the ground," Madam Hooch instructed.

Neville did as he was told but the broom seemed to have other ideas. It took off quickly, going this way and that.

"AHHHH!" he screamed, holding on for dear life.

"Everyone stay on the ground. I'll just have to go up and help him," Madam Hooch decided just as the broom ran right into a side of the castle , causing Neville to fall hard on the ground below. The whole class raced over to where he laid, holding his arm, in pain.

"Alright, back up everyone, let me have a good look at you," she examined Neville's arm gently and sighed. "It's broken, Mr. Longbottom. I'll have to escort you to the nurse as well. Class, you stay right here and stay on the ground. I will not be gone lone," with that Madam Hooch left the class,mumbling something about never having to take two kids in one class to the hospital wing before.

"I hope he's okay," Hermione said, turning to speak with Harry.

"I'm sure he'll be just fine," Harry reassured her, patting her lightly on the back.

"Oh look," came the annoying voice of Draco Malfoy. "The boy who lived comforting a stupid half-breed. How...touching," he laughed as he threw a round glass object up in the air.

"Sorry Malfoy, I could understand you through that orb of jealousy that radiates off of you anytime you're around Harry," Hermione retorted back at Malfoy, her head held high. The kids from Gryfindor laughed, causing Draco to get angry.

"Isn't that Neville's remembrall?" Deam asked Harry, watching Malfoy throw it in the air again.

"Yes, it is," Draco responded, holding it for all to see.

"Give it here, so that I can give it back," Harry replied, stepping forward with his hand held out.

"Why should I?" Draco taunted, climbing onto the broom her had in his hand. "I'm not giving you this unless you come take it from me," he grinned as he lifted higher and higher/

Harry grabbed for the broom that was on the ground beside him, only to find a hand already there.

"You know Madam Hooch told us to stay on the ground, don't you?" Harry reminded Hermione, who let Harry have the other broom. He knew she didn't like to get in trouble.

"That's why we need to get it and be back down here quickly," she responded, taking off after Malfoy.

If Hermione didn't know that Harry had never rode on a broom before, she would have thought he was close to a pro. Draco ducked and weaved here and there, but Hermione and Harry kepp up with him, finally pining him in, making him livid.

"If you want it so badly, fine, go get it," Malfoy screamed, throwing the ball toward one of the castle windows. While Harry raced after the ball, Hermione chased Malfoy back towards his pack of friends.

"I got it!" Harry exclaimed, holding the small ball up high.

"Great job!" Hermione high fives Harry. He tossed her the remembrall, which she caught as easily as she had any of the balls they had played with at the Burrow last summer.

"We better land before we get caught," Harry suggested, heading toward the group of cheering Gryfindors.

"Brilliant job, mates," Deam complaimened as they landed in the middle of the.

"Thanks," Harry and Hermione replied, both blushing. Hermione looked over to see Emmett propped against the entrance to where he took Ron through a few moments before. He was grinning and shaking his head as he walked back to the class of students.

"Whats going on?" he wondered, startling all of them, except Hermione, who was biting her lip, nervous about getting in trouble.

"Harry and Hermione were on their brooms in the air," a Slytherin girl told, sticking her nose up.

"Were they?" Emmett asked. "I didn't see them."

"Yes, they were just a few moments ago," another girl added, coming to stand beside her friend.

"Really? Well, why were they up there?" he asked, pointedly. "Because if they were disobeying a ruse like not flying, I'm sure there was a good reason."

"Um, well," the first girl stammered, not wanting to rat out Malfoy.

"They were just showing out," a third gril insisted, smiling sweetly at an angry Hermione.

Emmett raised his eyebrow, waiting to see what else was said.

"They were trying to get Neville's remembrall from Malfoy, who took in and flew with it. He taunted them, trying to get them in the air," Dean replied, not wanting Hermione and Harry to be the only ones getting in trouble.

"Thank you, Dean," Emmett replied, patting him on the back, causing the boy to wince in pain from the 'tap'.

"Okay, fifty points from Slytherin for Malfoy stealing, flying and taunting. Fifty points from Gryfindor for two of you flying. But," Emmett added grinning."Twenty five points are awarded to Gryfindor for sticking up for a friend."

Hermione and Harry grinned, happy that they didn't lose too many points for their house.

"Mr. Potter, Ms. Cullen. May I speak with you? Now," Professor McGonagal insisted from the entrance that Emmett had been in a few moments before.

Hermione and Harry looked at Emmett, hoping he could say something.

"She has higher authority then I do," Emmett said apologetically.

"Its okay," Hermione reassured him, patting his should as she followed Harry towards Professor McGonagal.

"Have a nice ride back to London," Draco yelled after them, laughing.

"Twenty points from Slytherin," Emmett announced, causing the laughing to stop.

"What?" Draco exclaimed. "But why?"

"Because I can," the vampire barked back, causing Draco to back away from Emmett.

Edward Emmett thought, looking over to where he had been watching all of the events with Esme, who loved to watch the kids fly. Will you go make sure that they don't get kicked out or anything? If they do, so should he, Emmett thought looking over at Draco.

Edward, who was grinning, nodded and told Esme where he was going. Emmett and Esme watched as Edward followed Harry and Hermione into the castle.

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