Disclaimer: Nope, this isn't mine. None of it. I don't own Harry Potter,
nor do I own the English language, and probably, there is someone else who
have made a story with this plot, or in some other way put the words
together in the same way. If you want to sue me, please remember that I
have no money.
I have had this chapter for a long time, really, but then I had absolutely no time to do the last little things that had to be done, or post it, and therefore, the first chapter ever I got finished less than a week after my last posting was not posted in a very, very long time.
On the other side, if I get a lot of reviews, that will probably make me post next chapter sooner, don't you think? Well, since I have no more to say, and you probably want to read my story (I hope):
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When Lily came out, all the other students held their brooms in their hands, listening as Professor Rino told them once again how to sit. She knew how to hold a broom by now, but she still listened, afraid that the professor might not let her fly otherwise. They had talked about how to sit and such things for weeks now, and she wanted to fly.
After about ten minutes, they finally kicked off from ground. She felt the wind through her hair, and she loved every second of it. She forgot about their instructions to stay only a couple of feet above the ground. She flew higher than everybody else, and she didn't hear, or want to hear, the teacher screaming for her to come down. Only when he threatened her with suspension from the class, she resistant flew down. He yelled at her for a while, but she didn't really care. She turned around to see if Joe enjoyed flying as much as she did, but he stood on the ground, looking like he was about to be sick.
She flew up again for a while more, and then when she landed, as the last person, the professor said, "I know that some of you don't enjoy flying. I know that others of you love flying," he looked towards Lily. "I know that some of you want to be Quidditch players, and perhaps some of you will be. I know that some of you think that they will never use flying, but most of you will. It's the best way to get from one place to another without apparating."
Joe looked like he would rather crawl than fly.
"See you next lesson. Class dismissed."
When Lily and her friends came to the dressing room. Lily said, "Er. I think I'd rather shower in the bathroom in the dorm. I forgot to bring clean robes. " The others nodded, and Lily went out fast, not looking towards the boys.
"Leonard," The professor called as she walked towards the castle. Lily turned around.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you before," The professor apologised. "I could see that there was no danger at all for you to fall, but if I hadn't told you to come down, others would have thought that they could fly as high, and one of them might have fallen down. I hope that you understand?" Lily nodded, thinking that the teacher was an idiot.
"You are one of the best flyers I have ever seen, Leonard." Professor Rino said. Lily nodded again, not thinking that the teacher was an idiot anymore.
"I hope that you will try out for the Quidditch team next year," He smiled. Lily grinned, thinking that the teacher was a genius.
Lily grinned, "Thanks Professor Rino. I'll be sure to give it some thought."
She felt like singing as she ran to her dorm.
She stopped feeling like singing when she entered the dorm and found all their beds turned upside down, all their trunks emptied and, they too, upside down, and all their things on the floor. Her books and clothes had toothpaste all over. She wondered who had done this.
She sat down, starting to clean up the mess, at least a bit, so that she maybe could find clean robes and her soap. She wanted shower before the other boys came back. As she went through the pile of things, she saw a couple of items that she hoped that the one who had messed up in the dorm hadn't noticed. For example, a picture with her in a dress, a couple of letters addressed to Lily, a skirt that she hadn't thrown away yet, and some other 'girly' things. She would have to do something about them, and very fast, before someone noticed.
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Short chapter, I know, but that seemed to be a good way ending it, so I ended it there.
Now, review, tell me that my chapter was to short, that I am an evil person and that someone should dig out my brain (what brain?) with a pencil and than give it to a scientist who will get the Nobel Prize for discovering that there are smaller things than atoms (I know there are smaller things than atoms, don't complain), i.e. my brain.
Or, if someone feels extraordinary nice, that person might tell me that my story is not too bad.
I have had this chapter for a long time, really, but then I had absolutely no time to do the last little things that had to be done, or post it, and therefore, the first chapter ever I got finished less than a week after my last posting was not posted in a very, very long time.
On the other side, if I get a lot of reviews, that will probably make me post next chapter sooner, don't you think? Well, since I have no more to say, and you probably want to read my story (I hope):
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Lily came out, all the other students held their brooms in their hands, listening as Professor Rino told them once again how to sit. She knew how to hold a broom by now, but she still listened, afraid that the professor might not let her fly otherwise. They had talked about how to sit and such things for weeks now, and she wanted to fly.
After about ten minutes, they finally kicked off from ground. She felt the wind through her hair, and she loved every second of it. She forgot about their instructions to stay only a couple of feet above the ground. She flew higher than everybody else, and she didn't hear, or want to hear, the teacher screaming for her to come down. Only when he threatened her with suspension from the class, she resistant flew down. He yelled at her for a while, but she didn't really care. She turned around to see if Joe enjoyed flying as much as she did, but he stood on the ground, looking like he was about to be sick.
She flew up again for a while more, and then when she landed, as the last person, the professor said, "I know that some of you don't enjoy flying. I know that others of you love flying," he looked towards Lily. "I know that some of you want to be Quidditch players, and perhaps some of you will be. I know that some of you think that they will never use flying, but most of you will. It's the best way to get from one place to another without apparating."
Joe looked like he would rather crawl than fly.
"See you next lesson. Class dismissed."
When Lily and her friends came to the dressing room. Lily said, "Er. I think I'd rather shower in the bathroom in the dorm. I forgot to bring clean robes. " The others nodded, and Lily went out fast, not looking towards the boys.
"Leonard," The professor called as she walked towards the castle. Lily turned around.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you before," The professor apologised. "I could see that there was no danger at all for you to fall, but if I hadn't told you to come down, others would have thought that they could fly as high, and one of them might have fallen down. I hope that you understand?" Lily nodded, thinking that the teacher was an idiot.
"You are one of the best flyers I have ever seen, Leonard." Professor Rino said. Lily nodded again, not thinking that the teacher was an idiot anymore.
"I hope that you will try out for the Quidditch team next year," He smiled. Lily grinned, thinking that the teacher was a genius.
Lily grinned, "Thanks Professor Rino. I'll be sure to give it some thought."
She felt like singing as she ran to her dorm.
She stopped feeling like singing when she entered the dorm and found all their beds turned upside down, all their trunks emptied and, they too, upside down, and all their things on the floor. Her books and clothes had toothpaste all over. She wondered who had done this.
She sat down, starting to clean up the mess, at least a bit, so that she maybe could find clean robes and her soap. She wanted shower before the other boys came back. As she went through the pile of things, she saw a couple of items that she hoped that the one who had messed up in the dorm hadn't noticed. For example, a picture with her in a dress, a couple of letters addressed to Lily, a skirt that she hadn't thrown away yet, and some other 'girly' things. She would have to do something about them, and very fast, before someone noticed.
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Short chapter, I know, but that seemed to be a good way ending it, so I ended it there.
Now, review, tell me that my chapter was to short, that I am an evil person and that someone should dig out my brain (what brain?) with a pencil and than give it to a scientist who will get the Nobel Prize for discovering that there are smaller things than atoms (I know there are smaller things than atoms, don't complain), i.e. my brain.
Or, if someone feels extraordinary nice, that person might tell me that my story is not too bad.