AN: So here it is. Not as short as I intended it to be (I was going to end it somewhere in the middle, but decided to go on), but I think it flows in pretty well. You'll probably all be hating Malfoy even more after this! Or maybe you all like that evilness... who knows? Okay, so here's so flying, they make some friends (i've gotten suggestions fro things about some interactions and flying- courtesy of lady clark of books, of course!), and... more flying. Oh yeah, and that detention Harry got!
Disclaimer: Roses are red, tomatoes are red too, humans eat that, they must chew
Bella's not here now, I do not own, not the characters nor settings, they are simply on loan
Jasper POV
"So, in conclusion, the Goblin Wars of 1432..." Professor Binns droned on and on and on. Rosalie and I sat, bored, on the Slytherin side of the room. I was desperately missing Alice, but since she was a year younger, she wasn't in any of my classes. Rosalie and Emmett were passing notes across the room- every once in a while, Emmett would "miss" and hit me in the head.
I was being bombarded by boredom, plus I had my own. I was about to lay my head down on the desk and pretend to sleep, when Emmett suddenly interrupted the lesson.
"There's someone flying a giant bird-horse thing!" He pointed out the window excitedly, and sure enough, there was a young boy, holding on for his life, sweeping over the castle grounds. The entire class dashed to the windows, but Rosalie, Emmett, and I got there first.
"Ohmigawd!" Rosalie shrieked when we realized who it was. "What in the world is he doing?" The thing rushed past the window, and Harry, seeing Rosalie's face, burst into laughter. She shrieked again as he momentarily lost his handle. Boy, was he in for a scolding tonight!
Harry POV
"How was it?" Ron asked me as we trudged up the hill to the castle to get ready for dinner.
"Eh, it was okay. I can't wait to try it on a broom!" I told him, looking around warily for my siblings. "If you see anybody in my family, let me- why are there two Edwards?" I had spotted my brother- with another kid who looked nearly identical.
"Hey! Edward!" I decided to scream, trying to get an introduction. "Seen Rose anywhere? I think she's going to kill me!" He laughed and made his way to Ron and I. His friend came as well.
"For that flying stunt? Oh, definitely. Esme got a wind of it too, she's livid!" I inwardly groaned. I was so in for it- and I had detention with Snape! "This is Cedric. He's in my year, Hufflepuff." I held out my hand to shake, just like the Cullens always taught me to do. They were awfully old fashioned, but I was glad now, because it seemed more customary in the Wizarding world.
"I'm Harry. So, Edward, seems like you've actually listened to Carlisle's advice and made friends! Congratulations! Didn't know it was possible!" I glared and smacked me in the head lightly.
"Brat. Honestly, if there wasn't the possibility that Rosalie was watching, I would have absolutely no problem throwing you in that lake!" Just then, Rose came rushing out of the castle.
"Harry, are you okay? What happened?" I snorted. She was so overprotective!
"It was for class, Rose! It was just a hippogriff! If you respect it, you're fine!" She sighed, obviously content.
"Now that that's taken care of, I can give you what you deserve!" Edward flung me up in the air and Rose began to scream.
"Edward Cullen! Put him down now or I'll make sure you get detention!" He put me down.
"You are a Slytherin! Jeez, Rosalie, calm down, please! I was just playing around! I've been being the "good kid" all day, I need a break!" She huffed and turned on her heel, strutting away. Strutting. Oh man, she was a Slytherin!
"Sorry, Cedric, my family is insane," Edward muttered coolly.
"Yeah, they are," Cedric replied between laughs. "But your sister is-"
"Taken. Going out with Emmett, actually. He won't hesitate to punch any guy in the face that hits on her," I supplied.
"That means that 75 of the male student population will have broken noses by tomorrow," Edward translated.
"Oh. I'm not even going to ask the about the whole 'isn't Emmett your brother' thing," Cedric resigned.
"Yeah, good idea. Now, Edward, you've got a friend! Let's see what's next on Esme's 'Find Edward a Social Life' list… a date!" I teased.
"Yeah, like she doesn't have one for you!" Edward retorted.
"Oh come on, Edward," Ron joined in the conversation this time. "Harry's had friends for ages. Now our mums are trying to get my sister and him together."
"Ginny and Harry, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-"
"You are so immature!" I kicked him in the ankle, knowing he wouldn't feel it at all. I stubbed my toe painfully. Limping, I made my way into the castle, distancing myself from the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.
"Cedric was right," Ron commented as I collapsed in the middle of a corridor, inching towards the wall with my stubbed toe. "You family is insane."
"Whose family's insane? It can't be yours, Weasel, you're already poor," Ron's ears reddened at the drawling voice of a Slytherin I had only spoken to once. He was repulsive. "So it must be yours, Potter. I can't say I disagree after last night's performance." I stumbled to my feet before he could comment about that.
"What do you want?" I tried to sneer as well I could, but he outdid me by far.
"There's something about you, Potter. Something odd. I mean, why bother being homeschooled if nobody is magic? Why start school now? Why does everyone in your family look the same, except you? Plus, I heard a rumor about your siblings- they were sneaking into the Forbidden Forest last night. And guess what I found today, during Care of Magical Creatures? A bird- just a small, native bird is all. But it was dead. No dried blood or anything. No blood at all. The flesh was barely torn. Now, that's a bit odd, isn't it?" I gulped. He knew something was up- and worse, he found something they had hunted.
"Well, didn't Dumbledore say something about vampires in the Forest?" Ron stood up for my family. I was very glad to have a friend like him.
"Yeah," Malfoy turned, catching my eye. He had a glint in his that could mean no good. "Exactly."
"Harry, stop worrying. It'll be fine!" Esme chided me later that night. I was sitting in my parents' quarters, informing them of Malfoy's suspicions.
"But Esme, he knows! What if he tells everyone?" I cried out in despair. Burying my head in my hands I imagined what I would have to do to get him to keep it quiet. Maybe I could get Rose, Jasper, and Alice to scare him into it…
"Not a chance, kid! They have a liking for that boy!" Edward slammed open the door and strode in. "Hi, Esme, I'm just here to move my stuff to my dormitory. Now we have to "sleep!" It's so annoying! And hey, Harry, don't you have detention?"
"Detention?" Carlisle swept into the room now. "When did you get detention? With who?"
"Snape," I muttered quietly. "And I don't have it for another half hour. Carlisle, one of the Slytherins is on to the secret!"
"For Heavens sake, it's the first day! Is that a bruise I smell? Where is your bruise? How'd you get it?" I winced as my toe banged against the chair. He raised his eyebrows in understanding. "How many times have I told you not to kick your siblings?"
"Hey, Dad, did you hear about Edward's friend? His name is Cedric, he's a Hufflepuff!" I tried desperately to turn the conversation away from me.
"Don't even try!" Edward warned and I sighed. The battle was lost yet again.
"Actually, I do remember Severus talking about how he was wasting his night giving detention to an annoying third year," Carlisle smirked at me and I winced, knowing how good of a discipliner my father was. "I must admit, he isn't the most pleasant man. You're lucky."
"What? I'm lucky?" I asked indignantly. How was that lucky?
"Hagrid offered to give you the detention. He gave a bunch of kids detention about two years ago- they were scared out of their minds and didn't cause any more trouble for the rest of the year!" He stopped and seemed to ponder something. "Well, at least not until the end of the year. Snape happily obliged."
"Hagrid? Giving me detention? YES!" I pounded my fist into the air, not believing my luck. "Wait- what am I going to be doing?"
"Who knows?" Carlisle shrugged, looking at his watch. "Oh, and you have fifteen minutes to get to Hagrid's hut. And, no, I will not take you at vampire speed!" I opened my mouth to protest, but Edward interrupted me.
"Nor will I!" I grudgingly got to my feet, stopping for only a second before Edward interrupted. "Esme won't take you either. Give it up, kid, you're running out of vampires!"
"So, 'Arry…" Hagrid tried to start a conversation as I helped him attend to the Blast-Ended Skrewts. I think I would have taken Snape if I knew that this was my detention! My hands were already burnt to a crispand there was no way that I would be able to hold a quill!
"Uh-huh?" I asked, preoccupied with wrestling yet another creature into a lease.
"What's yer family like? I met one o' 'em today… Edward, right?"
"My family? They're good, I guess. It's annoying being the youngest, but I don't guess that will be for long. In a few years, I'll be older, so it doesn't make much of a difference. And Edward's not a goody-two-shoes, just so you know. He is a good actor though."
"No, like, uh, how do I put this? How do they treat yeh there?" I had to hold back a laugh. What was it with these people my wellbeing? I was fine!
"They treat me absolutely fine, Hagrid, Esme and Carlisle are the best parents I can imagine, and my brothers and sisters… well, they're my brothers and sisters! Enough said, right?"
"Well, I suppose yer- WATCH OUT!" I ducked just in time to see and jet black ball fly over my head. Cruel laughter rang from the Quidditch field, and I could pick out Malfoy's drawl. Straightening up just in time for him to come near, I burned my hand again on the skrewt.
"Sorry, Potter, we didn't see you," Malfoy said, obviously not sincere. He was still shaking with laughter. He was still on his broom hovering low enough for his foot to be near my head. I watched in wonder as he zoomed by to catch to ball.
"What? Haven't you ever seen someone fly before?" I quickly regained my use of speech.
"Actually… no, I haven't. That's really cool, to tell you the truth. How fast does it go?" Malfoy smirked at my astonishment and envy.
"Pretty fast. You considering learning how? They are looking for a Seeker in Gryffindor."
"A Seeker? That's a position in Quidditch, right? Ron and Ginny never shut up about it! It would be interesting just to see a game, let alone play in it!" I really wanted to get in the air now, whether it was from Malfoy's prodding or not!
"Well, they ought to take you. Gryffindor will take anyone, whether they're good or bad. Mostly bad, but they're just that desperate. I'm the Slytherin Seeker- best position to curse, hex, knock of the broom, you know, the basic fouls and stuff. Luckily, my team is also the best- nobody even gets near. Gryffindor- last year, they let their Seeker get hit in the head. He was unconscious for two days. Not very good at protection, huh?"
I thought about this for a minute, then pushed the thought aside. Honestly, who was I to judge about danger? I had made up my mind before Malfoy even retreating, smirking the whole way.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Alice had found an open window. "ROSALIE IS GOING TO-" Alice got pushed aside and Rose come into view.
"FLYING? ARE YOU INSANE? I WILL NOT-" Jasper pulled her away and stuck his head out this time.
"Sorry, Harry! I'll try and keep them under control! Finish your detention and then we'll talk about brooms!" I laughed and turned back to my skrewt. Suddenly, detention with Hagrid wasn't so bad.
"Okay, so first you need to mount your broom," Ron instructed as I stood in the middle of the field, clutching my cleaning appliance. I swung my leg over the side of the handle and gripped it tightly. Ron stepped forward to inspect it.
"No, no, that's all wrong!" He readjusted my hands to a different, more natural feeling position. I relaxed, feeling a lot better without the wood splintering my palms.
"How can you relax?" Neville questioned from the stands. "When I learned how to fly, I nearly fell off my broom!"
"Neville," Ron turned, crinkling his eyebrows. "You did fall of your broom." Neville reddened, apparently remembering. Rose and Esme, even more worried than before, shrieked and hid their heads. Of course, the entire family insisted on watching my first lesson.
"Okay, so what next?" I asked impatiently as I heard several Slytherins turning the corner. They started whispering and pointing immediately and my face flushed red.
"On the count of three, just push off from the ground! Don't go very high- when I tell you to, just slowly lean forward on your broom to lower yourself. Okay? Got it? Alright, on the count of three- one, two, THREE!" I pushed off as hard as I could and suddenly, I was in the air. Exhilarated at my flight, I pulled my broom to go higher.
"No! Harry, come down, you don't know how to-" and I was gone. Flying left and right, all over the field. This was the best! I couldn't believe how much fun it was! It felt like freedom!
"Hey, Harry, how'd you know how to do that?" Ron asked as he joined me in the sky.
"I don't know. Wanna race?" Ron and shrugged, as if to say "why not?" "To the tree, on your mark, get set, GO!" and off I sped. I faintly heard Ron's cries behind me.
"No, Harry, the Whomping Willow!" I laughed at the ridiculous name before I saw a thick tree branch lashing out. Instinctively, I swerved to the right, not slowing down at all. I took a deep breath relieved that I hadn't been killed.
"Not that way!!" Ron yelled from afar. "The-" He didn't have to finish. I knew, with a sinking feeling in my stomach. Dementors.
Lily! Take him and run! I'll fight him off!
No, James!
Lily! Now!
And then I blacked out, falling deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Hehe! Cliffy? Maybe? I don't know if you qualify it, but I do! I was going to leave it at Malfoy's "Exactly" but decided that would be a) too short and b) cruel. Besides, I wanted to get flying out!! By the way, Harry chose not to contact Remus about his parents. So he knows absolutely nothing about them. That includes their names (if they've been mentioned, sorry, he's not a vampire, he doesn't have perfect memory!). Reviews are welcomed and get rewarded with hugs from Edward/Remus/Jasper/Carlisle (to Carlisle fangirls)/Emmett and Malfoy or Snape to the odd fans out there who love them (Malfoy, I understand. SNAPE?)