Chapter 4

First Flight

I woke up fairly early to get ready for classes. I saw a tie in Slytherin colours on one of my bedposts. I got dressed, in a pair of jeans and a blouse, put on my tie, put on my robes and went to wash up.

Rose and Pansy were in the bathroom when I went in.

"Good Morning." I said

"Good morning." Pansy said

"Dream about Draco last night?" Lexi asked.

"No I didn't." I said.

"You will, eventually. Oh no, you are in no way going out of this common room dressed like that." Monique said disgusted.

"What are you prattling on about? My clothes are just fine, thank you."

"You look…well…you look like a boy!"

"Thanks, I will try not to be offended."

"If you want to be popular here, you need to dress like a girl!"

"Popular? I was never popular."

"Well, it's time you were. Ok, girls. Let's initiate Operation: Makeover!"

Millicent and Pansy grabbed me by the arms and I was dragged back to the dorms. Monique pulled out a skirt and forced me to put it on.

"There, you look more popular already. We'd better start now, we have a long ways to go."

Monique tucked my blouse into the horrid skirt and straightened my tie.

"Now for the makeup."

I went back into the bathroom and had every part of my face painted, perfectly, to hide blemishes and imperfections.

"Now the hair."

She straightened my hair with a spell, then pulled it up and tied it with a green ribbon. A spray of perfume and I was done.

"Let's go." I said, a little less eager now then I was before I went into the bathroom earlier.

"Are you eager to see Draco?" Amelia asked.

"Maybe come on we need to eat if we are going to fly today."

I half ran down the stairs, sure as I thought, Draco was waiting in the common room lounging on one of the couches.

"Well, good morning, princess." Draco said.

"Good morning." I replied.

"What happened to you?"

"Monique Clearwater happened."

"Say no more. You ready for breakfast?"

"Yes I'm starving."

I flashed my roommates the worst look as they giggled behind us.

"Better hurry then, Crabbe and Goyle are already there. They may just eat the Slytherin table."

"Oh no, how will we eat, like Gryffindors?" I said laughing.

"There we go. I bet Crabbe that I could make you laugh before breakfast. He owes me 5 galleons."

"Alright, now you are stalling."

"Right let's go."

Sure enough, by the time Draco and I got to breakfast we only had time for some bacon and eggs before classes began.

Draco and I went down to the grounds for our first flying lesson. We stood next to each other. With my other side occupied by Harry.

"HEY!" I screamed giving my brother the biggest hug I ever gave him.

"Hey, Slytherin." Harry teased.

"Shut up, Gryffindor!" I teased back.

"Good morning Slytherin and Gryffindor first years, I am Madam Hooch."

"The first thing you must do is hold your wand hand out towards your broom and yell 'UP'"

I held my right hand out when Draco held his left one out. I felt a sudden impulse to grab his hand. I shook it out of my head.

Another thing people don't know about me. I'm psychic. I see things that happen in the future.

So I had a vision. I saw Ron getting whacked in the face with a broomstick.

"Hey, Harry." I said, nudging my brother.

"Yeah?"

"Just had a vision. Ron's going to get whacked in the face with a broomstick."

"I can't wait to see that. But do what Hooch says so you don't get in trouble."

I shouted "UP!" and my broom soared into my hand, at the same time Draco's did.

I looked around the class, it turned out Draco, Harry and I were the only ones who had much success. Most of the class didn't even get their brooms to hover. And, just like in my vision, Ron said a particularly loud "UP!" on my twin's right side (the left side occupied by me) and his broom whacked him in the face.

Harry and I laughed.

"Shut up, you two! It's not funny!" Ron said, his ears turning red.

"Even funnier the second time!" I said aloud.

"What?" Ron asked.

"Promise not to say anything?"

"Promise."

"Harry, do you want to tell him about my you know what? Or shall I?"

"You do it. It's your power."

"Ok, Ron. I'm telepathic and psychic. I sort of saw that you were going to hit yourself in the face with the broom."

"And you didn't tell me about it! Wow! Some Slytherin you are!"

"Hey, I wanted to see it. So shut up!"

"Now I want you to kick off with your dominant foot, hover a few inches above the ground and lean to dismount." Hooch ordered

One boy, the one I saw on the train station with the toad rose way higher then a few feet nearly higher than the Gryffindor Tower. He tried to lean to get back on the ground again, but she slid off the broom, straight down. I heard a SNAP!

Hooch rushed to him, obviously a Gryffindor.

"Broken arm. I want you all to stay on the ground or I will make sure you will get detention!" Hooch said accompanying the boy to the hospital wing.

Draco stooped to the ground to pick up a large clear ball. "Did you see his face? If the fat lug had given this a squeeze, he would've remembered to fall on his fat ass."

I laughed "I know, the clumsy oaf!"

"Give it here, Malfoy." Harry said.

"No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How about on the roof?" Draco asked flying off.

"Oh, he's going to get into so much trouble!" Hermione Granger shouted.

"What's the matter, Potter?" Draco teased. "A bit beyond your reach?"

Harry and Ivy climbed onto their brooms, and I heard Hermione Granger.

"Harry Ivy, no way! You heard what Madam Hooch said, and besides, you don't even know how to fly!"

Then Harry and Ivy flew up to face Draco. Ivy coming right behind Harry.

"Give it here, Malfoy or I'll knock you off your broom!" Harry yelled.

I mounted my broom and flew in between them.

"Guys, stop! You are going to break someone's neck!"

"I want to break his neck!" Ivy yelled.

"That so?" Draco asked, tossing the ball in the air.

Ivy flew at Draco and body checked him, causing him to fall off his broom. I gasped and took a dive. Just before Draco hit the ground, I grabbed hold of his wrist.

Draco was breathing heavy when he clambered onto my broom. "You just saved my neck!" he gasped out.

"You're welcome." I smirked, dismounting the broom.

When Harry and Ivy dismounted, however, McGonagall was waiting for them, livid as she ever looked.

"Mr Potter! Ms Duff!" McGonagall gasped out "Never in all my time at Hogwarts…you could have broken your necks! You are both coming with me!" she finished, grabbing Harry and Ivy's robes and pulling them away.

My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. My twin brother and my new best friend were most likely going to be expelled from Hogwarts on their very first day.

And what if Ivy wasn't expelled? She was going to be so mad that I picked Draco's side!

At lunch that day, I looked at the Gryffindor table and saw Ivy sitting with Harry and Ron. Our eyes met and she looked a little mad. Just my luck! My first good friend in eleven years and I screw it all up!

The rest of the day was uneventful, except for Potions class, where I had earned twenty points for Slytherin, much to Snape's surprise.

Once I walked in with Draco, the round faced boy with the toad rushed up to me, fresh out of the hospital wing.

"Um…hi?" I said nervously.

"Hi." the boy said nervously.

"Can she help you, Longbottom?" Draco asked.

"Um…um…" Longbottom said, not taking eyes off of me.

Take a picture, it'll last longer, weirdo. I thought.

"Take a picture, Longbottom, it'll last longer!" Draco snapped, having Crabbe and Goyle push Longbottom out of the way.

"Hey, you didn't get expelled!" I said, sitting down in the second row from the front.

"Yeah, I got a try out for the house Quidditch team." Ivy said.

"DUDE!" I said as Ivy sat next to me. Draco flashed her a dirty look and went to sit with Blaise in the front row across from us.

"So you're Slytherin, huh?"

"Yeah. They really aren't so bad once you get to know them."

"But then they turn out to be evil. Let's make a pact right now that we won't end up like the stereotypical Gryffindor and Slytherin."

"Agreed." I said taking her outstretched hand and shaking once.

"You had better not turn evil now!' Ivy teased, causing me to laugh.

Potions was held in the dungeons. And, like every other class, Snape stopped at mine and Harry's name when he took attendance.

"Potter."

"Here!" me and Harry chimed together.

"Potter, Hannah."

"Here!" Harry and I said again.

"Gee, Harry." I teased "I didn't know you changed your name to Hannah."

The whole room burst into a fit of laughter. Even Harry and Professor Snape chuckled a little bit.

"In my class." Snape started afterwards "There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations. I could teach you all-" he paused looking to Draco and I, and smiled slightly "how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in Death. At least, if you all aren't as big a group of dunderheads as I normally have to teach."

I stood up straighter. I was ready and willing to prove I wasn't a dunderhead.

"Ms Potter!" Snape asked suddenly "What do I get if I mixed powdered root of asphodel with an infusion of wormwood?"

I smiled. I knew this answer "A sleeping Potion so powerful it's known as the Draught of Living Death, professor."

All eyes turned to me. Even Hermione Granger, who's hand shot in the air was shocked.

"Where would you go if I asked you to find me a bezoar, and what would I use it for?"

"I would look in the stomach of a goat, sir. And it would be used to save people from most poisons."

Snape looked at me shocked and impressed "And finally, Ms Potter, what is the difference between monkshood and wolfs bane?"

"Actually, professor…" I started "Monkshood and wolfs bane are the same thing, and they also go by the terminology of aconite."

"Well, looks like fame for a Slytherin is everything. Take twenty five well earned points for Slytherin."

The Slytherins around me cheered and patted me on the back.

"Well done, Hannah. Excellent." Draco whispered.

Drosie and her gang of goons glared at me.

"Now it all!" she hissed.

"Ms Drosie! Five points from Gryffindor for that unwanted outburst."

"Ha ha!" I whispered in her direction, Ivy copying.

As Snape started a lecture on different Potions I whispered to Ivy.

"So, what do you think of Draco now?"

"He isn't that bad, actually. Though, I really want to know what that boy sitting next to him is like. What's his name? Brandon?"

"Blaise. And he isn't that bad."

"Now," Professor Snape said "I am going to pair you up and you with your partner will make a potion that will be used to cure boils. It is a fairly simple spell. And if you can't cope with it…well that's pretty pathetic."

Professor Snape began pairing the class up he stopped at me and Ivy.

"Potter, you will work with Mr Malfoy."

I said "yes!" at the same time Harry hissed "No!"

"Wait…which one of us?" Harry and I asked together.

"Ms Potter will be working with Mr Malfoy. Duff will be working with Mr Zabini. Zabini! Pack up your things and switch with Ms Potter."

I bid goodbye to Ivy and grabbed my book bag.

"Hey, Blaise."

"Hey, Han."

I sat down quickly in my new seat for the rest of class.

"Hey, partner." Draco and I said together "That was weird…" I paused and thought what I had said about the Potions' Master "Professor Snape needs a good shampooing." we whispered together, setting to work, trying to smother the fit of giggles we caused ourselves to burst into.

Professor Snape walked around the classroom, criticizing everyone, except Draco and I, whom he seemed to like (thank heavens, he didn't look like a teacher to be enemies with.). He was just showing the class how well Draco and I had stewed our slugs when there was a loud CRASH and a whimper, and Longbottom was drenched in the potion. Boils were spurting all over his body.

Professor Snape cleared away the mess with a wave of his wand and turned to Longbottom.

"Idiot boy!" he snapped "Did you put in the porcupine quills after you took the potion off the fire? Potter, why didn't you tell him! That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor!"

By class end, everything was back to normal, when the Potion's Master called me up.

"I heard you are a very good flyer." he said.

I gulped "I didn't mean to…I was trying to stop-"

"It's nothing, Ms Potter. I spoke with Slytherin's Quidditch captain, and he wants you to try out for the team! He will be expecting you on Friday night after dinner. Dismissed."

By dinner I was pretty wiped out. Drosie walked up to the Slytherin table as I was eating with Draco.

"Well, Potter having a last meal? When are you going back to the Muggles?"

"I am not going back, Drosie. I got a tryout for the house Quidditch team."

"You will wish you got expelled, Potter." Drosie scoffed as she walked off.

"What a total witch!" Draco yelled.

"Well I am one too, Draco."

"Not what I mean."

Later on in the dorm room, I walked in and saw Rose and Pansy looking at me.