Chapter 6
Flying Lesson
Harry and Hermione began walking to the field that they could fly in. Harry was carrying his Firebolt slung over his left shoulder. Hermione had Ron's Clean sweep 7 at her right side. She was wearing a pink tank top with a star on the front and a pair of white shorts. Her straight hair was pulled into a half ponytail.
Two days earlier Harry and Hermione went down to Diagon Alley. Harry bought Hermione's birthday present. He had gotten her "girly stuff". He got her some eye shadow that would match anything she wore (it changed colors depending on what she was wearing), some strawberry lipgloss that never rubbed off, until you want it to, and never lose its flavor (strawberry), and finally a diamond bracelet that wasn't too fancy to wear with a t-shirt and a pair of jeans but could be worn to a formal ball.
Harry snuck a look at Hermione the same time she snuck a look at him. They laughed setting off the tension of leaving Ron laughing at them. "Harry, I have a question." Hermione began. "And I have an answer." Harry said smartly. She smiled and giggled "Seriously could you," She swallowed "help me learn how to fly?" Hermione looked away ashamed. "You don't know how to fly?" Harry said astonished. She shook her head. "No, the only time I've flown was when we were trying to get to the sorcerers stone, and if you remember that, I was horrible! You can't learn how to fly from a book!" She smiled. Harry melted her pearl white teeth made her look even more beautiful.
They finally reached the field and Harry began the lesson. "Okay, stand next to the broom so it is on your right side." Hermione did as she was told looking very scared. "Now say up." She did this but the broom just rolled over on the ground. "I know what your problem is!" Harry suddenly said. "What is it?" she asked eagerly. "You are to nervous. The broom won't want you riding it if you are nervous. Just breathe and remember I am here." She began looking a bit less scared and almost comfortable with the fact of flying she tried it again. "UP!" she said in a confident voice. The broom immediately flew up to her hand. "Now Hermione I want you to mount the broom." She swung her right leg over the broom. "Now hold the handle like this," he demonstrated on his firebolt. Hermione copied what he was doing. "Now do a little hop to take off. Hover for a minute and then lean forward to land." Harry said. They counted to three and she was flying. They landed and Hermione's face was full of happiness, like a child on Christmas who just got the one thing they wanted. "Oh my goodness, that was so wonderful, now can we try to go forward" Hermione said with total glee in her voice. "Sure, now lets hover and I will explain how to move when we are up there ok? Lets go a bit higher." Harry said. They took off and hovered 10 feet off the ground. "Hermione, to move forward put pressure on the broom from your hands in the direction that you want to be traveling." Hermione nodded. "Lets go forward." Hermione put the pressure needed to move forward. "I got it Harry , I can do it!" she squealed and clapped her hands. This was a mistake because she had no way to hold onto the broom. Harry quickly went into a dive to catch Hermione. She was falling increasing speed. He wasn't going to reach her in time. He grabbed his wand. "Passeus trampols" he shouted just before she hit the ground. She bounced up like if the ground was a trampoline. The second time she bounced he flew and caught her. She had terror on her face and her knuckles were white from clenching her fists. "Are you alright Hermione?" he asked very scared as he landed. "Yes." She stammered. "Where did you learn that charm?" she asked intrigued that he knew a charm she didn't. "I learned it while preparing for the third task last year. I was going to use it to jump over the hedges if I had too to get away from a blast ended screwt!" He gave Hermione a comforting hug. "Ready to try again?" he whispered. "Yes. When you fall off of the horse you just need to get back on." She said with a forced laugh. "If you keep your hands on the broom you wont fall off. Trust me!" They took off yet again. "Now we are going to try to move left. So put the forward pressure on the broom using your left hand." She did this and soon mastered the aspects of flying. She got much more comfortable on the broom and now could go right, left, forwards and dive.
The sun began to set so they walked toward the burrow. "Hold up," Harry said suddenly. "What is it?" Hermione asked. He covered her eyes and she gave a little shriek. "What are you doing Harry?" she giggled. Harry led her over to a rock and sat her down. He positioned her head so she would see the scene over the hill. The sunset looked like a pastel- watercolor. The reds, pinks, oranges and yellows mixed together in a fashion that was beautiful. This was over the quaint village with a church, steeple and a clock tower.
Harry removed his hands and Hermione gasped. Harry sat down next to Hermione and let her rest her head on his shoulder. "Oh Harry, this is beautiful!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Shh..." he whispered and lifted her chin towards his face. He kissed her very gently, drinking her in, trying to remember this moment for the rest of his life.
OK so I lied. to bad! If you have any suggestions for me please IM me! I can always use some ideas!!! I own. PEPSI!!! Ehehehe so much soda so little time!!!! I own nothing.. I am homeless out in the SNOW!! HEHEHE IT IS SNOWING!!! YAHOO!!!!!
Flying Lesson
Harry and Hermione began walking to the field that they could fly in. Harry was carrying his Firebolt slung over his left shoulder. Hermione had Ron's Clean sweep 7 at her right side. She was wearing a pink tank top with a star on the front and a pair of white shorts. Her straight hair was pulled into a half ponytail.
Two days earlier Harry and Hermione went down to Diagon Alley. Harry bought Hermione's birthday present. He had gotten her "girly stuff". He got her some eye shadow that would match anything she wore (it changed colors depending on what she was wearing), some strawberry lipgloss that never rubbed off, until you want it to, and never lose its flavor (strawberry), and finally a diamond bracelet that wasn't too fancy to wear with a t-shirt and a pair of jeans but could be worn to a formal ball.
Harry snuck a look at Hermione the same time she snuck a look at him. They laughed setting off the tension of leaving Ron laughing at them. "Harry, I have a question." Hermione began. "And I have an answer." Harry said smartly. She smiled and giggled "Seriously could you," She swallowed "help me learn how to fly?" Hermione looked away ashamed. "You don't know how to fly?" Harry said astonished. She shook her head. "No, the only time I've flown was when we were trying to get to the sorcerers stone, and if you remember that, I was horrible! You can't learn how to fly from a book!" She smiled. Harry melted her pearl white teeth made her look even more beautiful.
They finally reached the field and Harry began the lesson. "Okay, stand next to the broom so it is on your right side." Hermione did as she was told looking very scared. "Now say up." She did this but the broom just rolled over on the ground. "I know what your problem is!" Harry suddenly said. "What is it?" she asked eagerly. "You are to nervous. The broom won't want you riding it if you are nervous. Just breathe and remember I am here." She began looking a bit less scared and almost comfortable with the fact of flying she tried it again. "UP!" she said in a confident voice. The broom immediately flew up to her hand. "Now Hermione I want you to mount the broom." She swung her right leg over the broom. "Now hold the handle like this," he demonstrated on his firebolt. Hermione copied what he was doing. "Now do a little hop to take off. Hover for a minute and then lean forward to land." Harry said. They counted to three and she was flying. They landed and Hermione's face was full of happiness, like a child on Christmas who just got the one thing they wanted. "Oh my goodness, that was so wonderful, now can we try to go forward" Hermione said with total glee in her voice. "Sure, now lets hover and I will explain how to move when we are up there ok? Lets go a bit higher." Harry said. They took off and hovered 10 feet off the ground. "Hermione, to move forward put pressure on the broom from your hands in the direction that you want to be traveling." Hermione nodded. "Lets go forward." Hermione put the pressure needed to move forward. "I got it Harry , I can do it!" she squealed and clapped her hands. This was a mistake because she had no way to hold onto the broom. Harry quickly went into a dive to catch Hermione. She was falling increasing speed. He wasn't going to reach her in time. He grabbed his wand. "Passeus trampols" he shouted just before she hit the ground. She bounced up like if the ground was a trampoline. The second time she bounced he flew and caught her. She had terror on her face and her knuckles were white from clenching her fists. "Are you alright Hermione?" he asked very scared as he landed. "Yes." She stammered. "Where did you learn that charm?" she asked intrigued that he knew a charm she didn't. "I learned it while preparing for the third task last year. I was going to use it to jump over the hedges if I had too to get away from a blast ended screwt!" He gave Hermione a comforting hug. "Ready to try again?" he whispered. "Yes. When you fall off of the horse you just need to get back on." She said with a forced laugh. "If you keep your hands on the broom you wont fall off. Trust me!" They took off yet again. "Now we are going to try to move left. So put the forward pressure on the broom using your left hand." She did this and soon mastered the aspects of flying. She got much more comfortable on the broom and now could go right, left, forwards and dive.
The sun began to set so they walked toward the burrow. "Hold up," Harry said suddenly. "What is it?" Hermione asked. He covered her eyes and she gave a little shriek. "What are you doing Harry?" she giggled. Harry led her over to a rock and sat her down. He positioned her head so she would see the scene over the hill. The sunset looked like a pastel- watercolor. The reds, pinks, oranges and yellows mixed together in a fashion that was beautiful. This was over the quaint village with a church, steeple and a clock tower.
Harry removed his hands and Hermione gasped. Harry sat down next to Hermione and let her rest her head on his shoulder. "Oh Harry, this is beautiful!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Shh..." he whispered and lifted her chin towards his face. He kissed her very gently, drinking her in, trying to remember this moment for the rest of his life.
OK so I lied. to bad! If you have any suggestions for me please IM me! I can always use some ideas!!! I own. PEPSI!!! Ehehehe so much soda so little time!!!! I own nothing.. I am homeless out in the SNOW!! HEHEHE IT IS SNOWING!!! YAHOO!!!!!