Chapter 3 A/N: This is the chapter where it's the first Quidditch practice of the season, where the Slytherin team and the Gryffindor team are on the same field.
On the first Saturday of her first year at Hogwarts, Izzy ended up waking up much earlier than she intended to when she heard footsteps crossing the floor to get to the door of the girl's quarters, and cracked her bleary brown eyes slightly, only to see the curly brown mess of hair she identified as Hermione.
Sitting up, she rubbed at her eyes tiredly, looking out the window and seeing twilight, "Hermione," she whispered at the brunette, who had stopped in her place, "What are you doing?" Izzy demanded, pushing her own covers down to her ankles as she got up and stumbled when she tried to find her house shoes.
Hermione grimaced a little bit, "I didn't mean to wake you, Izzy, sorry; Ron sent me a message saying to meet him and Harry at the Quidditch field, Harry's got an early practice for the beginning of the season. You can come if you'd like." she invited, to which Izzy nodded, and Hermione left the room to give the girl a chance to get dressed.
After Izzy came out, "Captain America shirt, Izzy?" Hermione remarked as she saw what Izzy had on, before they both started walking out of the Gryffindor tower, and across the grounds to get to the Quidditch field.
They made their way up to the fan's bleachers, looking out across the way when they heard a camera clicking away madly, and they looked over to see Colin Creevey taking multiple pictures of Harry and the Gryffindor team, but mostly Harry, "Geez, I'm thinking about going over there to take his freaking camera already." Izzy groaned, attempting to get a word out of her companion's mouth, who had been silent the entire trip there.
Hermione said nothing as they continued up the final steps to the bleachers, coming across Ginny's brother, Ron, already sitting there.
He grinned when he saw Hermione, then Izzy stepped out from behind her, and the grin vanished without a trace, "Hermione, I think you were followed." the ginger boy said in a loud whisper when the brunette girl sat down next to him.
Hermione shook her head, "I accidentally woke her up, and she said she wanted to come and watch Harry." she said and Izzy didn't have the heart to correct her and tell her that she asked her if she wanted to come.
Ron looked at Izzy, who hadn't moved from the entrance, "So, did you finally come to your senses about Malfoy, then? Come to watch your amazing cousin practice for his first Quidditch match of the year?" he asked her.
Izzy groaned inaudibly, seriously, ask her that on a Saturday morning where all she did was get up and go to the Quidditch field? The black haired girl gave him a dirty look and walked up to the top seat on the bleachers, choosing to sit there instead of where her cousin's friends were.
She sat and watched as Harry zoomed around on his Nimbus Two Thousand, and she had to admit, he was pretty good.
That was, until Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain, yelled out, and another team, the Slytherin Quidditch team, came out onto the field, their own broomsticks perched on their shoulders.
"What the-?" Izzy heard Ron sputter as he and Hermione got off their seats and ran down the steps to get to the ground; she hesitated before she got up slowly and followed them, careful to stay at least five feet behind them .
When they got on the field, she stayed a little closer to the stands while Ron and Hermione strode over to where Harry had landed, in front of the Slytherin captain, Marcus Flint, who was currently showing Wood a piece of parchment with green writing on it. For some reason, Wood was seething, yelling something that was unintelligible to her ears, but all her attention was taken away from him as soon as Draco Malfoy stepped out from behind Flint, a grin on his face.
Izzy watched as Ron's face turned red, then Hermione was upset over something that she hadn't heard; before Ron suddenly pulled out his damaged wand and fired. His spell backfired, however, and he ended spitting up slugs and getting the entire Slytherin team to laugh in his face.
The raven haired girl blinked as she watched Harry and Hermione drag the spitting up ginger away and towards Hagrid's hut that was a little farther away from the Quidditch field. Izzy watched as Oliver proceeded to curse out Flint, who continued to smirk, before Madam Hooch, the woman who teaches students how to fly on broomsticks, stepped onto the field.
Izzy had to walk a little closer to hear what was being said, "What seems to be going on over here, children?" Madam Hooch was asking.
Oliver was still seething, "We were here first, Madam Hooch, we need to practice for the Quidditch match, and Flint here," he cast a glare in the Slytherin captain's direction, "decided to get Professor Snape to write a note to make us give up the field for them to practice Quidditch." he growled.
Izzy watched Flint shrug his shoulders, "Technically speaking, it was Mr. Malfoy that bought us the broom sticks, and he was also the one who suggested practicing during the weekends. So, if you truly have a problem with it, Wood, take it up with Draco's father." he said.
Draco was looking particularly smug at this statement, but the look was wiped away from his face when Madam Hooch decided, "Well, since you both want to use the Quidditch field, I suggest that either you find a way to practice together, or you can both find something else to do, because I am going to close the Quidditch field if this dispute is not solved." she said.
Both captains kinda glared at each other, before they both turned and stalked off in the direction of the separate locker rooms, possibly to change out of their Quidditch robes and into a comfortable outfit for the weekend.
'Crisis averted.' Izzy thought as she made her way out of the Quidditch field and over to a clear opening.
She bent to squat on her knees as she ran a single hand over the ground, it was still a little wet with dew thanks to it being morning, she didn't care as he got off her knees and layed flat against the ground, shivering when the dew seeped into her t-shirt and khaki shorts, but relaxing with the mixture of the warm, summer morning air.
Izzy managed to close her eyes, completely ready to go back to sleep in the warm atmosphere, when the sound of footsteps approaching drew her attention, and she looked up just in time to see Draco Malfoy standing above her.
He smiled at her, "Hello there, Izzy." he said, bending down to squat, "What are you doing down there?" he asked.
Izzy smiled up at him, "Oh, nothing. Just having a lazy day." she said simply, "You should join me, it's pretty comfortable down here." she said.
Draco looked at her with a 'I don't think so' look on his face, but when she reached up and grabbed him by the forearm before pulling him down on his front, he didn't exactly have a choice.
The platinum blonde haired boy pushed his upper half off the ground by using his forearms, spitting up a little bit of grass before he halfheartedly glared at her from his position at her feet, "If anyone else had done that, they'd be unable to walk." he said dryly before twisting his body to lie on his back next to her; he had moved to where his head was level with her own, but his feet were pushed out a little farther than her own. He was still taller than her no matter what position they were in.
They stayed like that for a few moments more before Izzy decided to ask question like they were doing in the little boat, "So, Draco, you got any siblings?" she asked him, turning her head to look at him.
Draco kept his gaze upward, "No, I am an only child in the Malfoy family. Though, sometimes I wish I had a little brother or sister just to say I'm an older brother." he said his his eyes half lidded, not speaking for a second, before he turned his head to catch her staring, "What about you, Izzy?" the British boy asked the American girl, folding his hands across his stomach.
Izzy nodded at him, "I have an older brother named Daniel." she said, raising her arms and rubbing at her sleep deprived eyes, "He joined the Soccer team at his middle school back in America, and my mom keeps sending me wizard pictures of his games. I could show you some if you want." she offered.
Draco smiled a little at her and nodded, "I'd like that, Izzy. Can I ask you something?" he asked.
Izzy shut her eyes and placed her arms behind her head, "You just did, but you can ask another one." she said.
Draco laughed a little at her, "What's it like to have a brother?" he asked her.
Izzy opened one eye to look at him, "Well, there's a lot of fighting to it; mostly screaming at each other when one of us don't do something right. But, we stick up for each other, like he beats up guys that are being jerks and I trash talk girl that break his heart. There are also a lot of fun moments with my brother, like when we're surfing at the beach next to our home and we decide which one of us can push the other off their surfboard faster. Or, when I'm trying to do gymnastics and he's going out of his way to make me slip up by like playing music really loud, or making the barking sound when I'm about to flip in the air.
"I guess what I'm basically saying here is, we hate and love each other at the same time, and I'm glad I'm not an only child." she summed up.
Draco pursed his lips, "It sounds fun.. You do gymnastics?" he asked her, noticing how she just mentioned it.
Izzy simply nodded before she stood up suddenly, catching the young Malfoy's attention, "DO you wanna see some?" she asked him, resting her hands on her hips.
Draco sat up a little bit, bringing his back up off the ground, "Sure." he said with a smile.
She smiled back at him as she turned around walked away about five feet, before she squared her shoulders, brought her feet together, and took in a deep breath.
He watched, astonished, as she bent her knees a little bit before springing up really fast, going about two feet in the air, and doing a perfect backflip, landing on her feet in the same position she had started in.
She turned around to look at him with a huge smile on her tan face, "Well?" she asked him nervously, "What did you think?"
Draco stood up on his own two feet and walked over to her, "I think," he paused for dramatic effect, "you are absolutely wonderful at that." he finished with a smile, "And I have one other question for you." he said.
Izzy raised an eyebrow at him, "Uh, okay, what is it?" she asked cautiously.
Draco looked a little hesitant to ask this, but he finally got out, "Do you think you could teach me to do that?" he asked her.
Izzy looked a little skeptic, "You do know that I've been doing this since I was about five, right? You can't just learn this stuff over night, Draco. And this means, your going to have to practice your butt off." she said, to which he nodded, he was willing to do this, "Okay then, why don't we get started now?" she asked.
Unbeknownst to them, they were being watched by the dark gaze of Professor Snape.
Snape stood, watching from one of the many upper story windows of Hogwarts, quite amused as the little black haired girl grabbed the blonde boy's calves to keep him up on his hands when he did a handstand like she showed him to.
"She's almost like her aunt." he said, remembering how Lily used to be with him before Izzy's uncle stepped into the picture, "I just hope, for both of their sakes, that another James doesn't show up to take her away from Malfoy."
I guess this is a short chapter, but it was fun to write, especially when Draco asked to learn gymnastics.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I can't wait to type the next!
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-Zabby