"Excellent, Miss Grang- I mean, Weasley," said Professor Mcgonagall as she passed Rose who had managed to turn her goblet of water into rum.
"Potter, I must emphasize the importance of your studies. Especially Tranfiguration," snapped Professor Mcgonagall as she passed the table behind Rose.
"It was my fault, Professor," spoke out Scorpious. "I was asking him where was the best place to flick dungbombs."
"And where would that be, Mr Malfoy?" asked Professor Mcgonagall and Rose thought she spotted a hint of amusemnt in her voice.
"Professor Trelawny's class, Professor," said Scorpious. The people around Albus's table cracked up .
"Silence!" said Professor Mgonagall, pursing her lips.
"Right, maybe you had better ask Mr Potter on how you can turn your water into rum rather then ask where to flick dungbombs." Scorpious sighed, pointed his wand at the cup and it instantly turned into rum. Rose raised an eyebrow. If he knew all along, why didn't he just do it? Professor Mgonagall seemed to be thinking along the same lines.
"Please follow my instructions next time, Mr Malfoy," she said and then turned away.
Their next lesson was Quidditch. Rose, not wanting to wait much longer, ran ahead of the other two and was the first person to enter the pitch. When Madam Hooch spotted her, she smiled.
"Good morning Madam Hooch!" said Rose breathlessly.
"Morning," said Madam Hooch. The other students walked up to their broomsticks for the second time that week.
"Now, today, we'll be learning on how to swerve your opponents," she said.
"But, Professor-" started Kindra Patil anxiously.
"But nothing, Miss Patil," said Madam Hooch briskly. "Honestly, I thought students would understand why I'm teaching you everything so fast. Have you noticed we haven't been having quidditch matches for so long? We haven't found any suitable players that meet our needs here. But... I think I see some talent. " Her eyes' paused for a moment on Rose as she said this. There was an excited murmer amongst the students. Madam Hooch blew her whistle loudly. The chatter stopped.
"Now, I'm going to pair you up first. One of you has to be the opponent and and try to chase the other." Madam Hooch looked around.
"Patil!" she barked. Kindra jumped up. "You're paring with Malfoy." Kindra scurried to where Scorpious stood.
"Hmm..."she said her eyes eye's narrowing on Albus. "Your father was a good player, Potter. I trust you're the same?"
"I don't know, Madam Hooch," said Albus modestly. Madam Hooch's golden eyes' swivelled to Rose.
"Your father was Gryffindor keeper, wasn't he?" she asked. Rose nodded.
"Okay, you two, pair up," she said to Albus and Rose. Rose smiled widely and walked over to Albus.
"I think I'll be the opponent," said Albus, grinning. They watched as Madam Hooch paired some more people then she turned to the anticipated students.
"Mount your brooms!" she said. Rose mounted her broom excitedly. Albus gave her the thumbs up,
"And...go!" Rose kicked off the ground hard and soared through the air. Her light brown hair billowed past her. She saw Albus out of the corner of her eyes' rush at her. Giggling, she swerved her broomstick so he missed her by a mere inches...
"Damn!" she heard him cry. She leaned forward and shot forwards like a javelin. She swerved in and out of the goalposts and then she saw Albus coming towards her again.
"You can't get me!" she cried as he missed her again when she ducked underneath his arm. He laughed.
"I'll get you soon, Weasley!" Rose laughed. And that's when it happened. Just as she was about to swerve, her broom started buckling. Rose shrieked as she lost her footing on the broom. She fell off the broom, shrieking, falling through the skies, hearing gasps from below as she saw the fluffy white clouds above her, wondering if that was the last thing she would ever see...