Disclaimer: I own Simone, Arissa, the DADA professor and ALL students. All others are from J.K. Rowling.

(A/N) I said NO FLAMES! Do you people listen to me?

Anyway, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter Nine: Lion's Pride and Flying Lessons

Simone

I always thought Potions would be bad, but the way Snape talked to us made it worse! He had no right to say that about our father. I have to send Dad an owl (without Arissa knowing, of course!) telling him about what Snape said about him. I don't know if I'll get a response to that. I hope so!

The Ravenclaw and Gryffindor first years have a free hour before we have to go to our first flying lesson. Arissa and the others are currently in the library, giving me a chance to unwind.

Speaking of Arissa, she's changed drastically in the past two weeks! I'm proud of her, though. She's showing more Gryffindor traits everyday!

The portrait opened, revealing Arissa and my new friends.

"Hey, Simone! Ready for our first flying lesson?" Lisa asked.

"Yep," I answered, shoving my letter in my bag.

"What was that?" Arissa asked.

"Just a letter to Mum," I lied.

I'm normally good at lying, but this was the worst lie I've come up with.

Arissa was taken aback. Turning towards our friends, she said, "Could you guys leave us alone for a second? I need to discuss something with my sister."

Lisa, Jordan, and Christina exchanged looks, but they left, leaving Arissa and I alone.

"What the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"I told you. I wrote a letter to Mum."

"I can tell just by the look on your face that you're lying to me!"

I sighed heavily. "Fine, it was a letter to Dad! I told him about the hell called Potions!"

"Do you think that Dad would care that Snape said something bad about him?" she challenged.

"This isn't the Arissa I once knew! What the hell happened to you?"

"Lucius did! Ever since he called me "The Other One" I realized I had the heart of a Gryffindor!"

"That's true, but you're taking it too far!"

"How would you know?"

"I'm in the same bloody House as you!"

"Whatever!" she yelled as she walked to the portrait.

I followed her. It was time for flying lessons anyway.

The Ravenclaws were already out when all 10 of us first year Gryffindors arrived on the field. Madam Hooch was no where to be found.

"Simone! Arissa!" Jessica called, walking towards us.

"Hey, Jessie," I said. Arissa, Christina, and Lisa just walked away from me.

"This is Jordan," I said.

"Nice to meet you, Jessica," she said.

"Same here," Jessica said. Then she noticed Arissa's scowl from across the field.

"What's wrong with her?" Jessica asked.

"Nothing much. We just had a little argument in our Common Room right before we came here, so we're not speaking to each other for the moment." Jordan nodded to confirm it.

She nodded. Of all people, she would understand. We've known her ever since we were three. That kind of friendship is hard to break.

"She'll be fine," she said.

"I know, but she's taking what Lucius said way too seriously!"

"Arissa told me what he said. She's never acted like this before."

"I know. I was proud of her, until now."

We were interrupted by Madam Hooch.

"Good afternoon and welcome to your first flying lesson. Please choose a broom."

Jessica, Jordan, and I stood next to each other, diagonally from Lisa, Christina, and Arissa.

"Now, stand on the right side of your broom and say up."

Out of twenty students, I was the first one to get my broom in my hand. Jessica and Jordan were next.

"With feeling!" Madam Hooch said.

After about five minutes, everyone had their broom in their hand.

"Now mount your broom! Here's what I want you to do next. You will push off from the ground, hover around a bit, and then come back down. On my whistle."

I was the first one off the ground. I couldn't believe it! I didn't want to go down. Sure, Mum and Dad let us go around on our Lightening Bolts, but that was when we were far away from Muggles.

"Miss Malfoy! Miss Malfoy, come down here!"

She was too late. I bolted from the group.

I saw my sister's jaw drop. "Serves her right, too," I thought. I usually don't break rules, but this was so cool! I flew for a few more seconds before I landed on the soft ground.

"Simone Malfoy! What do you think you were doing?" Madam Hooch demanded.

"I'm sorry, but that was so cool!"

"Very well," she said, turning to the rest of the class. "If Miss Malfoy can do it, so can you! Come on! We have a lot of work to do."

Arissa was the second one in the air. That struck me as odd, though. Arissa doesn't like heights. She barely flies higher than five feet from the ground normally.

She landed with a smirk on her face. I recognized that look. Dad gave that look to Lucius the night Arissa exploded.

"Seems you're not the only Malfoy who can fly," she said.

"You're right."

She blinked. "What?"

"I said you're right. I hate fighting with you. You're my sister and we shouldn't fight. I'm sorry."

She blinked back tears. "I'm sorry, too."

(A/N) Ok you're probably wondering what the hell all that was about. This chapter was to demonstrate that they don't always get along! Read and review! FLAMES WILL BE USED TO COOK DINNER!