Draco dragged Neville and Dudley to the quidditch pitch. "We should teach you two how to handle a broom." Neville frowned, "Gran says it's dangerous." "I'll get on with you, if it helps." Neville reluctantly got on the broom with Draco keeping his word.
Dudley was on a broom beside the two boys. "We will make professional riders out of you two."
McGonagall pursed her lips. She decided to embrace her inner Slytherin and let them get some flying time in before punishing them, until Granger knocked on the door. "There's three first years flying." "Thank you Ms. Granger."
McGonagall whistled which prompted the three's attention. "Get down and explain why you are on the brooms unsupervised. You could get hurt!"
Malfoy bowed his head in shame, "It's my fault. I convinced them to follow me and practice." "Very well. Minus five house points each and next time get a teacher to supervise."