Harry POV:

I was looking forward to flying…on a broom! How cool was that?! Draco told me all about flying on the way to class. He said that you could go really high and really fast. "Next year, " he said, "We can try out for the house quidditch team." He explained all about the game, and it sounded marvelous. I hoped I would be able to try out. Then he added, "I want to be seeker. It's practically the most important position."

Madam Hooch instructed us on how to get the broom to respond to our commands. Before I knew it, I was flying! Well, I was hovering a few feet off of the ground, but it was incredible. I was broken out of my thoughts as I heard a yelp and saw a student from Gryffindor fall off of his broom. Madam Hooch told us to stay on the ground, and just keep practicing to summon the broom into our hands.

Draco and Blaise were tossing something back and forth, and a redhead was demanding that he give it back to them. "That's Neville's rememberall," he said.

Draco taunted him, "Well, Weasel, if you want it, then you will have to come and get it." Then he took off into the air on his broom. The redhead jumped on his broom and took off after him. When he got close, Draco threw the little orb as hard as he could. I was afraid that it was going to smash against the castle wall, and without thinking I flew up to catch it. I caught it just before it was about to hit the wall.

When I landed, Draco's face was ashen. I walked over to the redhead and handed him the ball. "I'm sorry my brother was mean to you." He looked at me like I was crazy until the bushy-haired girl, Hermione, nudged him and told him to say thanks.

"Thank you" he said. I smiled at him and introduced myself, "I'm Harriet! Are you Weasel? That's a funny name."

He blushed and pushed me a little. "Don't call me that, midget. My name is Ron Weasley."

I wasn't expecting him to shove me, and I fell onto my bum. I sat there trying not to cry for a second. Draco ran over and pushed him back, "Don't touch my sister, Weasel!" Then him and the redhead, Ron, were in an all out brawl. I sat there and bawled begging them to stop, "Draco! Please stop. Please. I don't like this."

The bushy-haired girl, Hermione sat next to me and rubbed my back. Two more redheads, twins, ran up and pulled Ron and Draco apart just as Madam Hooch was starting back. The twins fought to hold them apart, while Madam Hooch demanded, "What is the meaning of this?! Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Weasley! Cease this behavior at once! Miss Granger please explain what happened."

Hermione told her exactly what happened, and she looked at me surprised when she mentioned the part about me catching the rememberall. Then she addressed the boys, "I expect all of you to report straight to the headmaster's office. I will send for your heads of house. Miss Granger, take Miss Malfoy and go with them. No doubt they will require your explanation again."

We all started walking towards Grandpa's office. Was I in trouble, too? I must have slowed down some because one of the twins came and started walking next to me. He introduced himself, "Hello, little miss, I am Gred, and that is my twin Forge. We are Ronnie's older brothers, and we apologize on his behalf."

He made a funny face, and I giggled at him. He was silly! "Would it be alright if I carried you the rest of the way? It's quite a ways still, and we need to walk a little faster."

I looked up at him hesitantly and nodded. As he reached for me, Draco ran over and said, "Unhand her, Weasel. She doesn't need to be contaminated by the likes of you."

I didn't like the way Draco was talking to him. He was nice to me, so I said, "Draco! That's not nice. You can't talk to him like that! His name is Gred, not Weasel!"

The other twin, Forge, flashed me bright smile, and Gred gave me a little squeeze. "Thanks, little miss, but I can take care of my own. Your brother here doesn't scare me. I have my ways of taking care of brats like him." Then he spelled Draco's hair bright red!

I giggled loudly because Draco had no idea that his hair was red. His hair was even redder than the Weasley's. We arrived at the headmaster's gargoyle, and it automatically admitted us entrance. Gred commented that he supposed the headmaster was expecting us because we didn't have to give a password. Draco smirked and corrected him, "Don't be daft. Harriet and I don't need a password to get into our Grandfather's office."

The other Weasley, Ron, stiffened and asked, "Grandfather?"

Draco gave him an innocent smile and sweetly said, "Yes. He is our dad's father. They will never believe you over us because blood is thicker than water."

Papa came strolling up from behind with Daddy and Grandma in tow, "That's enough, Draco. The truth will prevail, and those at fault will be punished regardless of bloodties. Do you hear me, young man?"

Draco gulped and nodded, "Yes sir."

Daddy and Papa turned towards me and saw my tear-streaked face. Daddy went to grab me from Gred, but Papa stopped him. "Not now, Severus. We need to have this discussion, and it can't be done properly if you are coddling her."

Daddy sighed but agreed. We all walked into the office and Daddy directed us to sit on the couch. We all fit, but we had to squeeze. Ron sat on one end, then Forge, Hermione, Gred, Me, and last Draco.

Grandpa looked down at us and sighed, "I had hoped to not have to discipline anyone on the second day of classes yet here you all are, my own grandchildren involved."

I sniffed and looked down at the floor blinking back tears. Papa came and raised my chin. "I expect you to look up when being spoken to, young lady. That's another rule. Your grandfather deserves your respect."

"Yes, sir." I said and then looked at my grandfather. He didn't seem too upset. His eyes were twinkling at me.

"Now, Miss Granger, Misters Weasley, I believe you were sent to enlighten us on what happened. Please allow me to take the memory from your mind. Just think of the class period, and I will withdraw it." I watched, amazed, as he pulled a silver misty stream from their minds and put into a big bowl.

Then he guided us all over to it, and we fell into it. We were instantly back in the class watching ourselves in their memory! It was so strange. We saw Madam Hooch taking away the boy, then Draco taunting Ron, then me flying after the orb. I almost smashed into the castle. Daddy and Papa gave me a terrified look then fixed Draco with an angry one. Then they saw me return the orb to Ron and when he made me fall. Then they were fighting and I was begging them to stop. Then twins came and broke them apart and Madam Hooch was sending us to come here.

When the scene stopped, we were suddenly back in Grandpa's office. They thanked the twins and Hermione and dismissed them. Then Grandpa turned to us. "You three will serve detention for one night with each of these professors, that's three nights total. You have each lost 5 points from your houses. Ronald, you parents will be notified. You are dismissed."

Ron left the room quickly, and I felt all of the butterflies in my stomach. Grandma and Daddy were having a heated conversation, and they kept glancing in my direction. Finally, Papa spoke to me, "Don't worry about them, little one. They are having a little spat as parents and their children do sometimes, but they are not mad at you. Yes, you are in trouble, but it won't be so bad."

I reached up for him to pick me up, but he only gave me a quick hug and said we needed to discuss my punishment first. I sniffled again and scooted closer to Draco.

Daddy and Grandma finally stopped arguing and Daddy looked upset. It seems that Grandma had pulled rank on him and won their little argument. Grandma said, "I am disappointed in both of you for not listening to the instructions to stay on the ground. Anything could have happened. Draco, your foolishness almost got your sister hurt terribly. How would you have felt if she flew into the castle? Now, there will be no more school punishments, but you do have to deal with whatever your father's decide for you. Now come give your old Grandma a hug. I need to reassure myself that you are both ok."

We got up to hug her. Grandpa joined in on the hug and spoke to Daddy and Papa, "Go easy on them. Remember they are children, and they can be impulsive and naughty sometimes." Then Grandma and Grandpa left the office.

Papa addressed us, "Draco, I am very disappointed in you. You need to be a good example for Harriet. Your behavior today will not be tolerated. It will change or we will have to repeat this lesson often. Harriet, what you did was very brave, but it was reckless. You heart was in the right place, but you almost hurt yourself. You will both get a spanking. Harriet, you are first. Draco, go stand in the corner while I deal with your sister."

Draco hesitated and stared at Papa as if to argue, but Papa assured him that he wouldn't hurt me and it would be ok. Draco then went to stand in the corner.

Papa beckoned me to him, and he sat on the couch. He pulled me to stand between his knees, and said, "I will not hurt you like your relatives. A spanking is a common form of discipline. I will put you over my knees and smack your bottom a few times. Then I will comfort you and reassure you. Understand? Do you trust me?"

I nodded and he gave my bottom a firm pat and reminded me to answer him verbally. "Yes sir," I said. Then Papa pulled me over his left knee and anchored my legs with his right. I felt trapped but also very secure. He flipped up my skirt and landed the first smack. I sucked in a breath. He smacked my upturned bottom a total of 11 times, alternating cheeks. By the 8th smack, I was sobbing openly over his lap.

After the 11th smack, he pulled me upright and sat me on his lap right side up and comforted me. Daddy came and comforted me from behind. I latched on to them and cried my heart out. I fell asleep on Papa.