Author's Note: Thanks to all those who reviewed!! I'm glad you guys like it
so far and I'm sorry that I had to make some of you evil, but I needed evil
people and to let you all in on a little hint . . .They under the mind
controlling curse so it's not their fault. Okay now that I've given you
guys a secret here's the next chapter . . .Flying! It's about flying class
on their first day . . .Oliver Wood makes his entrance! Enjoy!
A soft wind blew through the leaves of the Whomping willow on the warm afternoon. The sun shone over the towers of Hogwarts with few if any clouds to hide it. The light beamed down on the students as they made their way out onto the open field outside the school. Brooms were placed in a pile in the center of the field but there seemed to be no teacher around. Some students helped themselves to the brooms but most waited and stood waiting for some sort of instruction. Far past the Quidditch pitch, the Whomping Willow could be seen swinging at something that was annoying it, probably another bird or butterfly. Just then, something flew across the sun and around the school once, landing in front of them. A tall, brown haired boy dismounted his brown and held it vertically in his left arm staring at the students. He didn't seem more than 19 or 20 years old. He wore black teaching robes with a red scarf around his neck. His hair was short and seemed a bit messy, but nothing compared to Harry's hair.
"Ah, I see that a few of you have taken the pleasure of grabbing your brooms," he said in a Scottish accent, "I'm Professor Wood, your flying teacher and Quidditch Referee."
A few whispers were heard coming from the class, some like 'Oliver's back' or 'Where's Madame Hooch?' He seemed to ignore them as he surveyed the group of students in front of. Abby, Amber, and Madison all looked at Kali with questionable looks.
"Who's Oliver?" Abby whispered to Kali next to her as if speaking for all three of them.
"Oliver Wood graduated two years ago from Hogwarts, he was Gryffindor's Keeper and Captain, one of the best. Rumors were he played Quidditch professionally for a while, but decided to come back here," she whispered her reply back, loud enough so that all three could hear her. Heather, who was standing next to Kali, was smiling and blushing a bit at the teacher who was now picking up the rest of the brooms and handing them out to the students. He stopped when he came to Amber.
"I don't think I've met you before, you seem to be in your, what, sixth year?" Oliver asked as he handed her the broom.
"Yes, my name's Amber," she replied.
He smiled before he moved on and she smiled back. He then handed Heather a broom and she blushed.
"Thank you Oliver," she said smiling. He frowned at her his hand still on her broom.
"It's Professor Wood, Heather, I am a teacher now so treat as one," he said sternly and removed his hand. He walked and finished handing out the rest of the brooms and then walked to his own and picked it up. He stood in front of the class and examined them all, stopping every once and a while to catch a quick glance at Amber, but nobody seemed to notice.
"Two years ago, I was all he could think about," Heather whispered to Madison.
"No you weren't, you were the last thing he would think about. He never liked you Heather, you liked him, get it through your head," Kali whispered quickly back.
"Alright class, since all of you are either in your fifth, sixth, or seventh, I don't feel the need to go over basics, but since we have gained new students, I'd feel better if we did. So, today, being the first of your school year, will be the basics of flying. Place your brooms on the left side of your body, place your hand over the broom, and say, firmly, up," he instructed. He demonstrated first and his broom went swiftly into his hand. "Now your turn." He watched them all place their left hands over their brooms and yell up. Some asked nicely, some demanded and some just said it very sternly, but either way, most went up into their hands. Amber's was the first, then Kali, then Madison, then Heather, and so on.
"I think mine's broken," whined a fifth year whose broom was just rolling on the ground and not flying up into his outstretched hand.
"You're just not trying hard enough, focus on the broom and say sternly, up," Oliver instructed again as he walked over to the boy. The boy tried so hard to concentrate on the broom that his face turned a light shade of red before he said 'up'. The broom zoomed into his hand so hard and fast that it made him lose his balance and fall backwards. There were some snickers and muffled laughs coming from the class, but not much as the boy got back to his feet grasping the broom in his left hand.
"Alright, now that you have the broom in your left hand, mount it. Now don't take off just yet, I just want you to hover only a few feet off the ground, no more than ten feet really. Make sure you have a tight grip on your broom and kick up," He said as he demonstrated this as well. He mounted the broom, kicked up and hovered high enough for everyone to see. He hovered for about five minutes and placed his feet back on the ground. "Now you all try."
Students mounted their brooms and held on, some students' knuckles were turning white from holding on, apparently they didn't like flying. They kicked up off the ground and hovered for about five minutes. Madison was getting fed up with learning things that they were taught in their first year, she wanted to get to racing and quidditch. Everyone was feeling that way it looked like, those that weren't scared had looks of boredom on their face.
"Everyone, please direct your attention to Amber, see how she's sitting?" Wood asked as he walked over to Amber who was hovering. She had her legs wrapped together under the broom, her right hand in front off her left, her back straight, and her head facing ahead. "This is the position o that a keeper should take when waiting for an attempted goal from the other team, but when flying normally, you don't sit like this. You sit with legs uncurled and your back relaxed, like this," he informed. He uncurled her legs and placed one hand on her stomach and one hand on her back and relaxed her back a bit to show what he was talking about. "Relax a bit Amber," he whispered to her. She smiled and landed back on the ground. Everyone else finished hovering and landed back on the ground. The sun was really getting hot and there were no clouds in the sky. Wearing their black heavy school robes didn't help very much either.
"Professor, it's getting really hot out here, can we go inside?" a sixth year girl asked.
"No, this is flying class and we don't fly inside the school. Everyone, take off your school robes and place them on the ground and then we will continue the lesson," he instructed. Everyone took off their black robes and placed them on the ground next to them. It made it a bit cooler, but not much, at least it was a start. Wood also took off his teaching robes and was wearing khaki pants and a maroon sweater. "Alright, now we're going to learn about the basic positions of quidditch. I hear the gryffindors are looking for some new players. Let's start. Kali you be a chaser, umm, what's your name?" he asked Madison.
"Madison," she replied and crossed her arms.
"Madison, you be a chaser as well, Amber since you've got the look of a keeper, you be the keeper and Heather you be the other chaser. Now onto beaters, what's your name?" he asked Abby.
"My name's Abby, Professor Wood," she introduced.
"Well, Abby, how about you play beater?" he offered.
"I'd really rather not professor," she denied and looked to the side.
"Alright then, maybe next time," he said and then chose two fifth years to take over the position of beater. Once he had all the positions filled he led the whole class out to the quidditch pitch. Everyone took their positions, with the proper equipment. Madison, Kali, and Heather hovered at mid-field, the fifth year boys hovered behind them and Amber hovered in front of the three fifty foot high hoops. The boys were given the beater clubs so that when the bludgers were released they'd be prepared. Wood released the two bludgers then the quaffle and they started to try and score on Amber. One of the pretend beaters hit the bludger straight at her, but she knocked it away with her broom. Heather tossed the quaffle at the far-left hoop thinking she had made it since Amber was in front of the far right hoop. It was blocked by Amber who had zoomed across the three hoops and blocked it. Heather hovered there dumb-founded for a good five minutes until a bludger just missed her head. He instructed the team to come down from their positions because class was about to end. Once they had landed, the bludgers headed straight for the class. Wood tackled one to the ground but the other was heading for Abby. She dodged it but it came back for her. Madison tackled it to the ground only seconds before it could've hit Abby. Wood, once he had placed the one bludger securely in its case, went over and took the other bludger. Once all the equipment was back where it belonged, they made their way back over to their field to get their robes. Wood put the quidditch equipment back where he'd gotten it and came back to get his robes as well. Once the robes were all one, class was over. Students threw their brooms in a pile and walked back inside the school, ready for their next class. Some whispered how fun flying was, another whispered how he couldn't wait until the next lesson. As Kali, Abby, Amber, and Madison made their way towards the school, Wood stopped them.
"Are you guys trying out for the team?" he asked. Kali was the first to answer.
"I am and so is Madison," she said.
"What about you Amber?" he wondered.
"Yeah, I'm trying out for keeper, that was my position back at my old school," she answered.
"That's great, you're going to get it. I've never seen anyone block a bludger with their broom before it was awesome and I've never seen anyone move as fast as you did, it was amazing," he complimented.
"Thanks, we'd better be going. Double Potions," Amber sighed.
"Alright, well, if you want I could help you with some keeper moves if you want later tonight or tomorrow," Oliver offered as he walked with them back into the school.
"I'd like that," she smiled in reply.
"Okay, meet me out at the quidditch pitch at 7:00 tonight," he said hopefully.
"7:00 it is," she answered.
He left them and walked back outside for his next class. Kali sighed as she looked at Amber.
"What?" Amber asked.
"Nothing," Kali replied as she smiled at Amber.
"Sure you're going to go over keeper moves," Abby said sarcastically.
"We are!" Amber yelled.
"Yeah, right," Madison added.
The halls seemed to be a little chillier than outside and being down in the dungeon didn't help much either. But what ever it was was sending chills up their spines.
That's it for now, sorry to keep you waiting, hope you liked it! School's starting in two days so I don't know when I'll update next, I'll try once or twice a week, but I'm not sure cause I also have guard three nights a week. Anyway, Please Review!!!! And sorry for those who weren't mentioned, you will be soon don't worry
A soft wind blew through the leaves of the Whomping willow on the warm afternoon. The sun shone over the towers of Hogwarts with few if any clouds to hide it. The light beamed down on the students as they made their way out onto the open field outside the school. Brooms were placed in a pile in the center of the field but there seemed to be no teacher around. Some students helped themselves to the brooms but most waited and stood waiting for some sort of instruction. Far past the Quidditch pitch, the Whomping Willow could be seen swinging at something that was annoying it, probably another bird or butterfly. Just then, something flew across the sun and around the school once, landing in front of them. A tall, brown haired boy dismounted his brown and held it vertically in his left arm staring at the students. He didn't seem more than 19 or 20 years old. He wore black teaching robes with a red scarf around his neck. His hair was short and seemed a bit messy, but nothing compared to Harry's hair.
"Ah, I see that a few of you have taken the pleasure of grabbing your brooms," he said in a Scottish accent, "I'm Professor Wood, your flying teacher and Quidditch Referee."
A few whispers were heard coming from the class, some like 'Oliver's back' or 'Where's Madame Hooch?' He seemed to ignore them as he surveyed the group of students in front of. Abby, Amber, and Madison all looked at Kali with questionable looks.
"Who's Oliver?" Abby whispered to Kali next to her as if speaking for all three of them.
"Oliver Wood graduated two years ago from Hogwarts, he was Gryffindor's Keeper and Captain, one of the best. Rumors were he played Quidditch professionally for a while, but decided to come back here," she whispered her reply back, loud enough so that all three could hear her. Heather, who was standing next to Kali, was smiling and blushing a bit at the teacher who was now picking up the rest of the brooms and handing them out to the students. He stopped when he came to Amber.
"I don't think I've met you before, you seem to be in your, what, sixth year?" Oliver asked as he handed her the broom.
"Yes, my name's Amber," she replied.
He smiled before he moved on and she smiled back. He then handed Heather a broom and she blushed.
"Thank you Oliver," she said smiling. He frowned at her his hand still on her broom.
"It's Professor Wood, Heather, I am a teacher now so treat as one," he said sternly and removed his hand. He walked and finished handing out the rest of the brooms and then walked to his own and picked it up. He stood in front of the class and examined them all, stopping every once and a while to catch a quick glance at Amber, but nobody seemed to notice.
"Two years ago, I was all he could think about," Heather whispered to Madison.
"No you weren't, you were the last thing he would think about. He never liked you Heather, you liked him, get it through your head," Kali whispered quickly back.
"Alright class, since all of you are either in your fifth, sixth, or seventh, I don't feel the need to go over basics, but since we have gained new students, I'd feel better if we did. So, today, being the first of your school year, will be the basics of flying. Place your brooms on the left side of your body, place your hand over the broom, and say, firmly, up," he instructed. He demonstrated first and his broom went swiftly into his hand. "Now your turn." He watched them all place their left hands over their brooms and yell up. Some asked nicely, some demanded and some just said it very sternly, but either way, most went up into their hands. Amber's was the first, then Kali, then Madison, then Heather, and so on.
"I think mine's broken," whined a fifth year whose broom was just rolling on the ground and not flying up into his outstretched hand.
"You're just not trying hard enough, focus on the broom and say sternly, up," Oliver instructed again as he walked over to the boy. The boy tried so hard to concentrate on the broom that his face turned a light shade of red before he said 'up'. The broom zoomed into his hand so hard and fast that it made him lose his balance and fall backwards. There were some snickers and muffled laughs coming from the class, but not much as the boy got back to his feet grasping the broom in his left hand.
"Alright, now that you have the broom in your left hand, mount it. Now don't take off just yet, I just want you to hover only a few feet off the ground, no more than ten feet really. Make sure you have a tight grip on your broom and kick up," He said as he demonstrated this as well. He mounted the broom, kicked up and hovered high enough for everyone to see. He hovered for about five minutes and placed his feet back on the ground. "Now you all try."
Students mounted their brooms and held on, some students' knuckles were turning white from holding on, apparently they didn't like flying. They kicked up off the ground and hovered for about five minutes. Madison was getting fed up with learning things that they were taught in their first year, she wanted to get to racing and quidditch. Everyone was feeling that way it looked like, those that weren't scared had looks of boredom on their face.
"Everyone, please direct your attention to Amber, see how she's sitting?" Wood asked as he walked over to Amber who was hovering. She had her legs wrapped together under the broom, her right hand in front off her left, her back straight, and her head facing ahead. "This is the position o that a keeper should take when waiting for an attempted goal from the other team, but when flying normally, you don't sit like this. You sit with legs uncurled and your back relaxed, like this," he informed. He uncurled her legs and placed one hand on her stomach and one hand on her back and relaxed her back a bit to show what he was talking about. "Relax a bit Amber," he whispered to her. She smiled and landed back on the ground. Everyone else finished hovering and landed back on the ground. The sun was really getting hot and there were no clouds in the sky. Wearing their black heavy school robes didn't help very much either.
"Professor, it's getting really hot out here, can we go inside?" a sixth year girl asked.
"No, this is flying class and we don't fly inside the school. Everyone, take off your school robes and place them on the ground and then we will continue the lesson," he instructed. Everyone took off their black robes and placed them on the ground next to them. It made it a bit cooler, but not much, at least it was a start. Wood also took off his teaching robes and was wearing khaki pants and a maroon sweater. "Alright, now we're going to learn about the basic positions of quidditch. I hear the gryffindors are looking for some new players. Let's start. Kali you be a chaser, umm, what's your name?" he asked Madison.
"Madison," she replied and crossed her arms.
"Madison, you be a chaser as well, Amber since you've got the look of a keeper, you be the keeper and Heather you be the other chaser. Now onto beaters, what's your name?" he asked Abby.
"My name's Abby, Professor Wood," she introduced.
"Well, Abby, how about you play beater?" he offered.
"I'd really rather not professor," she denied and looked to the side.
"Alright then, maybe next time," he said and then chose two fifth years to take over the position of beater. Once he had all the positions filled he led the whole class out to the quidditch pitch. Everyone took their positions, with the proper equipment. Madison, Kali, and Heather hovered at mid-field, the fifth year boys hovered behind them and Amber hovered in front of the three fifty foot high hoops. The boys were given the beater clubs so that when the bludgers were released they'd be prepared. Wood released the two bludgers then the quaffle and they started to try and score on Amber. One of the pretend beaters hit the bludger straight at her, but she knocked it away with her broom. Heather tossed the quaffle at the far-left hoop thinking she had made it since Amber was in front of the far right hoop. It was blocked by Amber who had zoomed across the three hoops and blocked it. Heather hovered there dumb-founded for a good five minutes until a bludger just missed her head. He instructed the team to come down from their positions because class was about to end. Once they had landed, the bludgers headed straight for the class. Wood tackled one to the ground but the other was heading for Abby. She dodged it but it came back for her. Madison tackled it to the ground only seconds before it could've hit Abby. Wood, once he had placed the one bludger securely in its case, went over and took the other bludger. Once all the equipment was back where it belonged, they made their way back over to their field to get their robes. Wood put the quidditch equipment back where he'd gotten it and came back to get his robes as well. Once the robes were all one, class was over. Students threw their brooms in a pile and walked back inside the school, ready for their next class. Some whispered how fun flying was, another whispered how he couldn't wait until the next lesson. As Kali, Abby, Amber, and Madison made their way towards the school, Wood stopped them.
"Are you guys trying out for the team?" he asked. Kali was the first to answer.
"I am and so is Madison," she said.
"What about you Amber?" he wondered.
"Yeah, I'm trying out for keeper, that was my position back at my old school," she answered.
"That's great, you're going to get it. I've never seen anyone block a bludger with their broom before it was awesome and I've never seen anyone move as fast as you did, it was amazing," he complimented.
"Thanks, we'd better be going. Double Potions," Amber sighed.
"Alright, well, if you want I could help you with some keeper moves if you want later tonight or tomorrow," Oliver offered as he walked with them back into the school.
"I'd like that," she smiled in reply.
"Okay, meet me out at the quidditch pitch at 7:00 tonight," he said hopefully.
"7:00 it is," she answered.
He left them and walked back outside for his next class. Kali sighed as she looked at Amber.
"What?" Amber asked.
"Nothing," Kali replied as she smiled at Amber.
"Sure you're going to go over keeper moves," Abby said sarcastically.
"We are!" Amber yelled.
"Yeah, right," Madison added.
The halls seemed to be a little chillier than outside and being down in the dungeon didn't help much either. But what ever it was was sending chills up their spines.
That's it for now, sorry to keep you waiting, hope you liked it! School's starting in two days so I don't know when I'll update next, I'll try once or twice a week, but I'm not sure cause I also have guard three nights a week. Anyway, Please Review!!!! And sorry for those who weren't mentioned, you will be soon don't worry