Chapter 5
A Very Eventful First Flight
I woke up the next morning to getting hit in the face by a pillow.
"Hey, Lover Boy, get up, Hannah's waiting for you!" Blaise snapped, picking his pillow back up and setting it on his bed.
I shook my head and I remembered. I was at Hogwarts. I was a Slytherin. And on top of everything else, I was friends with Hannah Potter!
I shot out of bed, snatching my new House tie as I put some clothes on. Dress pants, a white dress shirt, my house vest, my robe, and as I was tying my tie I pounded on the bathroom door. I took out my wand and flicked it at my stereo (Father Charmed it to work at Hogwarts) and it started playing Down With Webster.
"Turn that shit off, Malfoy!" Crabbe shouted.
"No!" I shouted back "This is actually pretty good, for a bunch of Muggles." I explained.
"Yeah, Crabbe!" Blaise said, backing me up "This is actually an awesome band! We had them in my neighbourhood once, and I heard the music, they're pretty awesome!"
"Hey, maybe you should ask Hannah about Down With Webster." Goyle said, smirking at me "Maybe for your first date you could take your girlfriend to a concert."
"She's not my girlfriend!" I snapped.
"Yet." Blaise said, grinning as he brushed his messy hair.
I rolled my eyes and ignored Blaise, continuing to pound on the bathroom door. "Hurry up, Nott!" I shouted, pounding on the door with my free hand "Some of us have to slick hair back!"
"And some of us have to shower, Malfoy!" Nott shouted "You'll have to wait or grow a pair and walk in to get your hair gel!"
I sighed. "Damn it, Nott, there will come a day where I'll have something over you and you're gonna need something and I'm -"
"Need hair gel?" Nott asked, opening the door "Here!" he snapped, throwing it in my face and slamming the door.
"Diva!" I shouted as I pushed Goyle out of the mirror and slicked my hair back perfectly. "There." I said, tucking my gel in my bedside table "I know now that Nott's a diva without his morning shower, so this is staying in here." I announced before grabbing my book bag and rushing downstairs.
"Malfoy, ain't you gonna come with us?" Crabbe asked in the common room as him and Goyle were leaving.
"No. I'll meet you guys at breakfast. I'm waiting for Hannah." I said, nodding up towards the girls' dorm.
Crabbe sneered "Please, your precious Lover Girl can wait." he said.
"Make her laugh!" Goyle said "Girls like a guy that can laugh!"
I rolled my eyes. "Bet you five Galleons I can do it."
"Done!" Goyle said, running out with Crabbe as I leaned against the mantle of the fireplace.
"Monique, get that thing away from me!" Hannah shouted from the upstairs.
I rolled my eyes "Girls." I muttered.
…
Ten minutes later, I heard Hannah shouting "No, no, no, no, no!"
I looked up and my eyes widened.
She looked…like a girl! She was wearing a black skirt, typical uniform with her hair up in a ponytail tied with a green ribbon. She did not look happy about it.
"Well, good morning, Princess." I said, smirking.
"Good morning." Hannah said bitterly.
"What happened to you?" I asked, looking her over as she hopped the last couple of stairs.
"Monique Clearwater happened." Hannah snapped bitterly.
"Say no more." I said, rolling my eyes. I knew all about my other ex Clearwater. She was so girly, and preppy and girls that wore jeans were pretty much devil's children that needed her "fashion guidance" "You ready for breakfast?"
Hannah nodded "Hell to the yes, I'm starving!" she said, giving her giggling room mates a death glare.
Her dorm mates giggled some more and scarpered out the door, squealing "Hannah's got a boyfriend!"
Once they were gone, I smirked. "Well, we'd better hurry. Crabbe and Goyle are already down there, they might eat half the Slytherin table."
Hannah started giggling "Oh, no!" she said, rolling her eyes "How will we eat, like Gryffindors off the floor?" she added, stopping to laugh.
I smirked. I win. Goyle owes me five Galleons. "I knew it. I bet Goyle I could make you laugh before breakfast. He owes me five Galleons."
Hannah rolled her eyes and crossed her arms "Ok, now you're just stalling." she accused.
I grinned. Women. So feisty and impatient. I thought "Right, let's go." I said, walking out of the common room and stopping when Hannah was still standing there. "Well, are you coming or what?" I asked.
"Oh, right." Hannah said, rushing to my side "Let's go." she said.
We walked in silence for a few minutes, Hannah fiddling with her hair all the while before she groaned. "Draco, can you do me a favour?" she asked.
"Sure, what?" I asked.
"Can you take this damn thing out of my hair?" she asked loudly, pointing to the ribbon.
I smirked "Sure thing." I said. "Stoop down for a second."
Hannah nodded and stooped down for me to untie the ribbon.
"Here." I said, handing the ribbon to her.
"Thanks a load, I don't think I'd've survived going into the Great Hall looking like that." Hannah said, smiling.
I grinned "I'd agree. You looked a bit like a prat."
Hannah looked down at herself and muttered "Oh, Skinner." before looking at me and grabbing something out of her book bag. "Wait for me. I'm gonna change out of this damn skirt into these." she said, brandishing a pair of blue jeans and stepping into the girl's room for a moment.
In two minutes, Hannah was out of the loo, shoving the skirt she wore in her book bag angrily. "And just before Flying. Stupid Monique." she muttered angrily before smiling warmly at me "Thanks for waitin'."
"Don't mention it." I said, grinning as I took her bag "Here, let me." I said, slinging it over my shoulder.
"Why, thanks, Malfoy, aren't you the gentleman?" Hannah said, smirking as she walked ahead of me into the Entrance Hall."
"Hey, Han!" I called back to her, remembering what Goyle told me "What's your favourite Muggle band?"
Hannah turned and looked at me, smiling brightly, her teeth dazzling me for a second "Down With Webster, then Evanescence, then One Direction and then a bit of Cascada. And for individual artists, I like Katy Perry, Adele, Selena Gomez, Brittany Spears, Eminem, Taylor Swift, Miley Cyrus and a bit of Avril Lavigne."
I blinked at the list "So, your favourite band's Down With Webster?"
She nodded.
"Mine too!" I said.
"Really?!" Hannah said, suddenly excited as we walked into the Hall.
All the talking in the Hall silenced as Hannah and I walked in. suddenly, all eyes were on us before everyone went back to their conversations, muttering solemnly as if me being in Hannah's presence was like a one way ticket to damnation.
"Potter…Lily and James Potter's daughter…a Slytherin." people were muttering.
"And more so, their daughter friends…with Draco Malfoy!"
"Aren't the Potters and the Malfoys supposed to hate each other?"
"That's what I heard. They obviously don't hate each other! He's carrying her book bag!"
"I'll bet you anything they hook up."
"You'd win."
Hannah and I ignored the mutterings and sat down to eat.
"Hey, Tweedle-Dumb, Tweedle-Idiot." Hannah said enthusiastically to Goyle and Crabbe (in that order.)
"Hey, Han!" Goyle said brightly, slapping Hannah five.
"Hello, Potter." Crabbe said coldly, biting into a piece of toast.
"Goyle you owe me five Galleons." I said to Goyle.
"You got her to laugh?" Goyle asked amazed.
I nodded "Made her laugh at you two clowns, didn't I, Han?" I asked, turning to Hannah.
Hannah nodded "Yep." she said, chugging a goblet of orange juice before tucking into some bacon and eggs. "Draco entertained me with a humorous and highly likely anecdote about you two buffoons."
Crabbe and Goyle looked to her, highly confused.
"What he said." Hannah said, rolling her eyes and nodding to me.
"Oh." Crabbe and Goyle said together.
"What did you eat yesterday, a dictionary?" I asked, turning to Hannah.
She shook her head "No, of course not. I ate a thesaurus." she said smugly.
I grinned. A girl with a vocabulary. I like it. I thought to myself as I checked my watch "We're going to be late!" I said, shocked.
Hannah paled "Oh, Skinner, Fanelli and Faksa!" she said, making it sound like a swear as she grabbed her book bag "Come on, we got to get out onto the grounds for flying!" she said, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the hall.
"Feisty. I like it." I muttered when Hannah let me go when we got out the Entrance Hall doors out onto the ground.
Hannah rolled her eyes "Oh, shut up." she said.
I paled. She had heard me? "How'd you hear me?" I asked.
Hannah grinned and rolled her eyes again "I just so happen to have a very keen ear. You learn to develop your sense of hearing when you live with Muggles that are lurking around every corner to kick your ass." she said. "Although, with my cousin Dudley I didn't really need it. I could hear him coming a mile away with the thudding!" she finished, starting to laugh and making me smirk. She had a really nice laugh.
What are you saying, Draco? I demanded as she started talking about her Muggle life. Girl. Friend. Not 'girlfriend', no matter how nice a laugh she has, how scholastic she sounds, how feisty she is and how much she loves Down With Webster!
We reached the part of the grounds where we were going to learn to fly and just my luck, Potter and his Weasel sidekick beat us there, standing next to each other and talking.
Hannah abruptly stopped talking about her life at the sight of her brother and ran. Literally ran up to the class. I had to run to keep up!
"HEY!" Hannah shouted to Potter, who looked up and smiled at his sister.
"Hey, Slytherin!" Potter said, wrapping his arms around her.
"Shut up, Gryffindor." Hannah said, giggling.
Suddenly, the witch who I thought was our Flying teacher walked out onto the grounds. Madam Hooch.
"Hello, Gryffindor and Slytherin first years, I am Madam Hooch. Welcome to your first flying lesson." she said, looking to all of us. "Well, what are you waiting for? Stand in front of your brooms!"
I took a step towards the oldest broom I think I've ever seen, Hannah taking a step next to me.
"The first thing you're going to do is stick your wand hand out over your broom and shout 'UP'" Hooch ordered.
I turned to Blaise, who was having some severe difficulty as Hannah started conversing with Potter and Weasley.
"So, you consorted with Hannah at breakfast, eh?" Blaise asked.
"Shut up, Zabini!" I hissed, glaring at him.
"Oh, did Blaise hit a wrong nerve, Malfoy?" Nott said next to him, sneering at me.
"Piss off, Nott, this doesn't concern you!" I snapped.
"Does it involve Potter's sister?" Nott asked, looking at a laughing Hannah "Talk about a fine piece of work!"
"Shut up, Nott!" I shouted angrily.
"Oh, Malfoy's getting jealous?" Nott demanded.
I growled at him. "Leave. Her. Alone." I snarled.
"Oh, someone's protective after only one date." Nott sneered.
"First, it was not a date and second, I only protect her because I know you'll just hurt her!" I snapped, turning back to my broom as Hannah did the same.
"UP!" Hannah and I shouted together, looking at each other when the brooms soared into our hands at the same time. Good signs, Malfoy, good signs. If she plays Quidditch, she's perfect! Wait, why am I evaluating her like a potential girlfriend? No, Draco, not at all! I barely know the girl! I scolded myself.
"Whoa." Blaise said "Did you see that?" he asked me "You said it at the same time, and your brooms…they went into your hands at the same time! This could be a sign!" he breathed.
"This could mean you're meant to be!" Goyle gasped.
"Shut up!" I mouthed back. "It's mere coincidence and nothing more!" I added.
"Silence!" Hooch shouted, ending the conversation. "Now I want you to kick off with your dominant foot, hover a few inches above the ground and lean to dismount." Hooch ordered.
Just as I made to kick off, that idiot Longbottom flew high up into the air, unable to come down until he leaned forward and fell off his broom, hitting the ground with a thud and a loud snap, where Hannah winced.
"Oh, that's gotta hurt!" she commented as Hooch ran up to Longbottom and picked him up.
"Broken arm." she muttered, walking away. "I want you all to stay on the ground while I escort Longbottom to the hospital wing. If I see a broom in the air you'll be out of Hogwarts faster than you can say 'Quidditch'." Hooch said, walking off with Longbottom.
I looked to where he fell and walked over to it. There was a Rememberall on the ground. Longbottom's stupid Grandmother must have sent it to him, the forgetful idiot.
I stooped down and picked it up, turning to my housemates. "Did you see his face?" I asked, looking at the ball "Maybe if the fat lug had given this a squeeze, he would've remembered to fall on his fat ass!"
Hannah started laughing "I know, the clumsy oaf!" she said.
Potter walked past her and glared at me "Give it here, Malfoy." he ordered, holding out his hand.
I sneered at him and picked up my broom "No." I said, gripping it tightly and knowing what I was going to do "I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find…" I said, mounting and flying around the class for a moment "How bout on the roof?!" I asked, flying up over the class.
"What's the matter, Potter, a bit beyond your reach?" I called down, tossing the ball in the air. "Uh oh." I added.
Potter and Duff were mounting their brooms, and Potter was already flying after me, Duff on his tail.
"Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!" Potter shouted at me.
Hannah gaped from below and grabbed her broom. "What is she doing?!" I shouted, looking down at her as she flew up in between me, Duff and Potter.
"Holy, she's a natural flier!" I muttered.
"Guys, stop, you're going to break someone's neck!" Hannah pleaded.
"I'm gonna break his neck!" Duff shouted, glaring at me.
I smirked and tossed the ball up in the air "That so?" I asked, my eyes widening when Duff flew at me.
She body checked me, knocking me off my broom.
"Ah!" I shouted when I heard a gasp.
I braced myself for a crash that never came. Someone grabbed my wrist. I looked up and saw Hannah.
"Give me your other hand!" she shouted, letting go of the broom completely to reach out for me.
I grunted and grabbed her outstretched hand, nearly making her fall. Hannah screamed and hung upside down from her legs on the broom.
"We're stuck!" she shouted.
"No, listen to me and you'll get back on!" I shouted back to her. "Let go of one of my arms, hold tightly to the other one. Obviously I'd rather not die!"
Hannah took a deep breath and listened to me. "Now what?" she asked.
"Grab the broom handle and pull yourself back up!" I ordered, trying to brush her hair off my cheek "And hurry, your hair tickles!"
Hannah grunted and tried to grab the handle, only to have her hand slip. She tried again and failed before she said "I can't do it!"
"If I was able to right now, I'd slap you!" I shouted at her "Don't ever let me hear those words out of your mouth again! You can and you will! Now try! FAST!" I hollered, gripping her free forearm.
Hannah's face started going red and she grunted, finally gripping the broom handle "I got it, I got it!" she shouted.
"Good, now pull yourself up, and take me with you!" I ordered, looking down and back up, terrified "Hurry!"
Hannah gave a strangled yell and pulled up, taking me with her enough that I could grab the handle, pulling it back and making Hannah shout out.
"Calm down, it's temporary." I said, straddling the handle and wrapping my arms tightly around Hannah's waist "You just saved my neck!" I panted.
Hannah smirked at me "You're welcome." she said before dismounting.
Just in the nick of time. McGonagall came storming out just as Potter and Duff were dismounting.
"Mr Potter! Ms Duff!" she shouted as Hannah and I rejoined the Slytherins. "Never in all my time at Hogwarts…you could have broken your necks! You are both coming with me!" she finished, grabbing Potter's and Duff's robes and pulling them away.
Goyle grinned and slapped Hannah across the back "You go, Han!" he said "I never saw a girl move like that on a broom!"
Hannah smiled, looking over to where Potter and Duff were dragged away "Thanks." she said a little uneasy.
Then I felt what she was going through. Potter was obviously her brother. Duff, possibly her best friend (besides me, of course). And they were probably going to be expelled. Wasn't my problem, didn't want it to be my problem, but I sympathized with her.
I wrapped an arm over her shoulder. "That was amazing up there!" I said, giving her a squeeze "Who knew you were a natural flier?"
Hannah shrugged "I don't know." she said quietly before perking up "Nice!" she said suddenly "I get twenty Knuts richer!" she said, smirking at Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise and me. "Cough up, Draco, the Keeper of the Ante."
I rolled my eyes and took the money out of the pouch, handing it to the girl.
"Thanks." she said, tucking it in her book bag as the bell rang "C'mon, we've got History of Magic next and I can't wait to see what that's all about!"
I grinned "What an eager beaver." I said to the boys.
"Hey, you guys comin' or what!" Hannah shouted, turning to me and smiling.
"We're coming, we're coming!" I called back to her "Go on ahead!"
Hannah grinned and ran off, leaving me to roll my eyes with Goyle, Crabbe and Blaise.
"Girls." we said together.
…
After lunch (where I found a pretty cool hangout place and made a mental note to show Hannah later) we had Potions with my Godfather.
Walking into the dungeon by the common room with Hannah, the first thing I noticed was that Longbottom had gotten himself out of the hospital wing and was rushing towards Hannah, staring at her as if he had never seen a girl before.
"Uh…" Hannah said, confusion clear on her face and nervousness lacing her voice. "Hi?"
Longbottom couldn't help but stare into her eyes and say "Hi." doubly nervous.
I glared at him. I just wanted to sit down, and not only was he in the way, but he was also staring at my friend. This ends now. I thought to myself before saying "Can she help you, Longbottom?"
Longbottom didn't take his eyes off Hannah, but he was stammering like a moron "Uh…uh…"
I turned to Crabbe and Goyle and nodded "Take a picture, Longbottom, it will last longer!" I snapped before having Crabbe and Goyle push him out of the way so I could get a seat with Hannah.
No such luck. There stood Duff…and Potter.
"Hey," Hannah said, somewhat nervously for reasons I didn't know "you didn't get expelled." she said, sitting down in a desk in the second row.
"Yeah," Duff said, shrugging, but beaming all the same.
"Dude!" Hannah said, mouth agape as Duff stole my spot, glaring at me.
She smirked at me, Duff and mouthed "You snooze you lose, Malfoy."
I scowled at her and sat down next to Blaise in the front row.
"Stupid Duff." I mumbled angrily.
"What? Did she steal your spot?" Blaise asked feigning concern. "A fiesty woman. I like it." he said, turning to stare at Duff.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed "Yeah, yeah, sure. Take the brunette. The raven's mine." I said, glaring at Duff and watching her and Hannah have a conversation.
I turned around when Duff and Hannah shook hands and started laughing.
…
When my Godfather walked into the room, the first thing he did was take attendance. And like in all of our other classes, Professor Snape stopped at Potter.
"Potter." Snape said.
"Here!" Potter and Hannah said together.
"Potter, Hannah." Snape repeated, glaring at Potter and making me smirk.
"Here!" Potter and Hannah said together again.
"Gee, Harry," Hannah said, beaming "I didn't know you changed your name to Hannah."
I burst out into snickers. "Nice." I muttered before Snape finished up attendance and started with a lecture.
"In my class." Snape started "There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations. I could teach you all-" he paused looking to Hannah, then to me and he 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."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hannah sit up straighter. She must have been ready and willing to prove she 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?"
Hannah grinned and took me by surprise. "A sleeping Potion so powerful it's known as the Draught of Living Death, professor."
All eyes turned to her. Even Hermione Granger (a filthy Mudblood), who's hand shot in the air was shocked.
I was shocked as well. A lesser student wouldn't have known the answer.
"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." Hannah said, not missing a beat and keeping her smile on her face.
Snape looked at me shocked and impressed "And finally, Ms Potter, what is the difference between monkshood and wolfs bane?"
"Actually, professor…" she 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." Snape said, smiling to her.
The Slytherins around her cheered and patted her on the back as she beamed to all of them. I turned around and smirked at her.
"Well done, Hannah, excellent." I muttered.
Annabelle Drosie, the girl from the boat the previous night and Nancy O'Neil and Jamie Vain all glared at Hannah and Drosie coughed.
"Know it all!"
"Miss Drosie!" Snape barked, turning an icy glare Drosie's way (meanwhile I smirked) "Five points from Gryffindor for that unwanted outburst!"
I turned to Drosie as Hannah laughed and sneered "Burn!" I muttered.
…
After a lecture on Potions, where I was secretly eavesdropping on the conversation Hannah and Duff had (apparently Duff liked Blaise), Snape paired us up with someone to make a simple potion to cure boils.
Snape stopped at Duff and Hannah and said "Potter, you will work with Malfoy."
"Yes!" I whispered, making a cha-ching motion with my arm as Hannah said the same thing, her brother saying "No!"
"Wait, which one of us?" both twins asked together. "Ms Potter will work with Malfoy, Duff will work with Zabini." Snape said, turning to my table "Zabini! Pack your things and switch with Ms Potter!"
"Later, Drake. Don't snog Hannah too hard now." Blaise teased.
"Shut up, Blaise." I snapped as he walked over to the Duff side, stopping to grin at Hannah midway.
"Hey, Blaise." Hannah said brightly.
"Hey, Han." Blaise replied, sitting next to Ivy as Hannah took Blaise's old seat.
"Hey, Partner." Hannah and I said together, freezing and looking at each other. "That was weird." we said in unison again before lowering our voices and muttering "Professor Snape needs a good shampooing." and starting to laugh as we set to work.
It seemed that Hannah was a natural Potions brewer. Paired with me, we made a pretty good team that Snape seemed to love. He was constantly showing the class how we were doing things well and making comments about how no one's Potion in class was as flawless as ours.
Snape was just showing the class how Hannah and I (mostly Hannah) had properly stewed our slugs when Longbottom burnt a hole in his cauldron. The potion went everywhere and Longbottom got covered in boils.
"Idiot boy!" Snape said, making the mess disappear with his wand "Did you add the porcupine quills after you took them off the fire? Potter, why didn't you tell him? That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor!"
Hannah and I snickered as Potter got in trouble again.
At the end of class, Snape turned to Hannah and my table.
"Ms Potter, I'd like a moment of your time." Snape said.
Hannah swallowed and turned to me "You go on. I'll catch up." she said.
I nodded and turned to the boys "Let's go. Dinnertime." I said, nodding out the door "Goodbye, Professor." I added, waving to Snape as I closed the door on the private conversation he was having with my friend.
…
A few minutes into dinner, Hannah walked into the Hall and sat next to me, both dazed and elated.
"What'd Snape want?" I asked, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"I got a tryout for the Quidditch team." Hannah said, sounding shocked.
I nearly gagged on my drink "You? The House team?" I asked.
"Yes, Malfoy, we agree that Han's young. She's the youngest Chaser in a hundred years to play for us." Blaise said, smirking "And I have an announcement too. I'm going for Beater!"
"Nice!" Hannah said, slapping Blaise five as Drosie strode up to the table.
"Well, Potter, having a last meal, are we? When do you and your brother go back to the Muggles?" she asked.
I gaped. Now I knew why Snape wanted to talk to Hannah. Drosie must have ratted her out.
Hannah sneered and told Drosie the news, which Drosie didn't take very well.
"You'll wish you got expelled, Potter." Drosie sneered, walking off.
"What a witch." I muttered.
"I'm one too, Draco." Hannah pointed out.
"Not what I mean!" I said, rolling my eyes.
