"When I count to three, you may take off. On my whistle, three, two-"
Merlin. You thought as Neville's broom rose into the air and began spinning in circles, you should've known better than to think flying class would go off without incident.
Boom! And Neville hit the ground while his broom continued to fly to the Forbidden Forest. Neville broke his wrist and Madame Hooch had to take him to the hospital wing. You sighed. This is why you weren't exactly the greatest fan of flying.
Draco burst into laughter.
"Did you see his face, the great lump?"
"Shut up Draco." you snapped.
"Oooh, sticking up for Longbottom I see?" Pansy interjected, "I didn't know you liked fat little crybabies."
Draco turned his face, averting your gaze, only to catch sight of a glass ball on the grass.
"Hey look!" Draco picked it up from the ground. "It's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him."
"Give it here," Harry yelled. Draco smiled menacingly.
"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find - how about -up a tree?"
"Give it here!" Harry yelled once more, but Draco had already leapt onto his broomstick and taken off.
"Come and get it, Potter!"
Harry grabbed his broom.
"Harry no!" Hermione cried, but Harry ignored her and took off.
Without thinking, you grabbed your broom and took off as well. You wobbled up into the air, barely hanging on to your broom.
"Enough Draco! Stop, stop it!" Your broom swayed even more, even Harry could see you were about to fall off.
Draco quickly tossed the remembrall into the distance and started flying towards you. The sight of you hovering 5 feet in the air unnerved him. He had to quickly end his conflict with Potter and get you to safety. However, he then tried to block Harry as Harry dived for the remembrall. Harry, on the other hand, managed to dodge him causing Draco to fly straight into you, knocking you off your broom.
"Sylvia!" You heard Draco cry. You felt him sling an arm around your waist, just moments before you hit the ground. Obviously, he couldn't safely land both of you. You two hit the ground hard and rolled onto the grass.
"You okay?" Draco asked, checking you over. You opened your eyes to see his face right in your view and you realized you were in his lap. Your right chest seared with pain, causing you to scrunch up your face.
Draco's heart skipped a beat at your expression. "Where'd you hit yourself, what hurts? Sylvia, answer me!"
You pushed him away and stood up, forcing out a smile. "I'm fine, don't worry."
By this time Harry had landed, but he was quickly whisked away by Professor McGonagall. You walked back to the crowd, ignoring the pain in your chest, you knew you'd be dead if Madame Hooch discovered you had disobeyed her.
Flying class ended without incident. You staggered back to your Common Room, propping yourself against a sofa. Your chest screamed with pain as you tried to hold back a cry.
Then the world went black.