Harry Weasley

Chapter Five: Flying Lessons

A/N: I have a few comments to make. It isn't going to be just a rewriting of the books but with the Weasley's adopting Harry, I know that it seems like it in the first few chapters, but if you look, you will find some subtle differences. I will be trying to put up at least five chapters a day, so that it won't take too long to go through all 300 chapters. I know that it seems like a long story, but I think you will like it. Please as always, read and review. —Donald

The next morning at breakfast, Neville got an owl post that dropped a package into his eggs. Neville looked at the package and opened it up. "It's a rememberall that is a cool gift Neville, who sent it to you?" Ron asked this of his friend with a bit of enthusiasm.

"My Granmum sent it, said that it will help me remember if I forget something. The problem is that I can't remember what I forgot." Neville looked a bit taken a back, but stuck it into his robe pocket as he finished his breakfast. "What's first today?"

"We have flying lessons with Madame Hooch this morning. I can't wait. I love flying." Harry had a glint to his eyes when he said this.

After there breakfast, the griffindor first years joined the Slytherin down near the front doors to the castle. They stood each to one side of a broom with some having a bit of nervousness at the thought of flying. When the boys, Ron, Harry, Draco, Seamus and Dean stood next to it, they were all smiling because they were all looking forward to this, and were going to try out for their house teams when they had the chance right up.

Madame Hooch was an interesting lady to say the least. She walked up to the class and told them. "Welcome to the flying class students. This is your first test of skill in your wizardring life. You will be tested, and must pass with at least a bit of knowledge of flying a broom. Now place your wand hand out over your broom, and when I blow my whistle, yell up. Now on the count of three 1...2...3." On three she blew her whistle and there was a chorus of ups from all the students, only one person was able to get it up on the first try, but they all eventually got the brooms in their hands within five minutes. "Now students, mount your brooms and just stand there. When I blow my whistle again, you are to gently push up with your feet, and go up five feet hover a few seconds and then come down. Ok on three 1...2...3." When madame hooch blew her whistle this time, everyone did it, except Neville who lost control of his broom, and went flying off. "Neville Longbottom, get down here this minute."

Neville for his part was trying to do as commanded, but the broom wasn't cooperating. The broom took them on a wild goose ride, and eventually was deposited on top one of the towers, and the broom took off. Neville hung there for a few minutes, as his rememberall fell unseen by him to the ground at Malfoy's feet. Malfoy picked it up with a wry smile as they watched Neville fall from the top of the tower, landing on different gargoyles, and eventually landing on the ground with a sickening thud and crack. Madame Hooch ran over and got a stretcher telling her students. "While I'm gone, I don't want any of you to take off on your brooms, or if I hear of it, you will be expelled." She looked serious when she said this, so no one wanted to tempt her. Well almost no one, there was a mischievous glint to Malfoy's eyes when he heard this, and he gave a wink to his two goons, Crabbe and Goyle.

After she left taking Neville to the hospital wing, Malfoy told everyone what he found. "Look here, I think that little Longbottom lost his rememberall. What shall we do with it?"

"Give it here Malfoy." Harry spoke up at once.

"Why, what will you do if I don't Potter?"

"I will take it from you."

"I would like to see you try." At this said, Malfoy took off on his broom, soon followed by Harry trying to get the ball back.

"Give it back Malfoy, before I take it from you. I will knock you off your broom if I have to."

"You want it that bad Potter? Well go get it then." Malfoy threw the ball as far as he could, and watched as Potter took off after it. Malfoy landed quickly so as too not get in trouble and watched as Potter made an extraordinary catch of the ball, inches from the on looking eyes of Professor McGonagall's office. Malfoy thought that Potter was in for it now, and was smirking with his cronies about how Potter was going to get expelled for certain now.

Harry landed with the ball to the applause of all the Gryffindor and the sneering of the Slytherin. When he was finally able to get away from the crowd, he found his head of house glaring at him. "With me Mr. Potter." She led him off to what he thought was his expulsion from the school.

A/N: Ok I know that I said that I won't be going by the book with this story, but there are certain parts of the books, that will have to be gone at least as far as I can by the book to help the story line. -Donald