Now on the broom practice field, we had flying lessons, with Gryffindor. I took this time to notice the physical differences between the two houses. While Slytherin had mostly either very blond, or very dark brown and black hair students. While Gryffindor had, various hair colors. This wasn't entirely accurate, I knew that, but from what I was seeing, the majority of the two houses.

I was brought out of my observation thoughts, as the rest of the students were brought out of their conversations as the professor, Madam Hootch, she was an older woman, not as old as Professor McGonagall, but old enough where she had grey hair, that was cut short and spiked. Her eyes were a sharp yellow color, looking like a pair of hawk eyes. She had a pair of goggles sitting on her head and a whistle hanging from her neck, she wore a white button down collared shirt, with a black necktie, with the Hogwarts crest on it, of course she had a cloak on as well.

She walked swiftly between the two rows of students, and brooms, as she greeted us, "Good afternoon class" On que we all greeted her the same way. She greeted a few students towards the end of the line, students she likely knew. Putting on her brown leather gloves she turned on her heal gazing at each of us with her bright yellow eyes.

"Welcome to you first flying lesson" she waited, then continued, "Well what are you waiting for?" Placing her hands on her hips, "... everyone step up to the left side of your broom" We did as we were told, she rushed us, "Now stick your right hand over your broom and say up" she demonstrated what to do.

Looking down at my broom I observed the tan brown colored wood, while the other students around were all saying up; trying to get their brooms up into their hands, apparently Harry got his up on the first try, I could see that Malfoy, who was on my side, had his up shortly after. I didn't see the point of this class. Both Ava and I knew the basics of brooms, thanks to the lessons from our brother. I shut my eyes thinking of the first time either Ava and I got our brooms up. then smiled softly at the memory as it flashed in my mind.

"What's wrong Ravenclaw, can't get your broom up?" the annoying yapping sound of Pansy Parkinson called.

Looking up, I looked at her, she was on the opposite side of Crabbe and Goyle, her broom still sitting on the ground, I smiled at her, "Looks as if you can't yours up." I let out a breath of air as I put my hand over my broom, as I had done years before coming to this school, the broom then raised up into my hand, as if my hand and the stick were magnets, drawn towards each other. Pansy let out a defeated growling sound and went back to trying to get her broom up.

Finally, once everyone got their brooms, Madam Hooch showed us how to mount them. Though to be honest one would have to be an utter moron not to figure out how to mount the broom, no one would have to be a special form of a moron not to get it right on their first try.

Once we all were standing, with our brooms between our legs, Madam Hooch explained the obvious, that we had to kick off the ground hard.
"Now, keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet, and then come straight back down by leaning forward slightly."

With ease, I did as told, though I didn't go straight back to the ground, as I was off the ground, the Neville boy was already high up in the sky, Was the broom tampered with a hex, charmed, or was it just a bad broom? I wondered, while the Slytherins all laughing, it seemed some of the Gryffindors were trying not to do the same. All the sudden Neville slipped off his broom, falling to the earth, he landed harshly on the ground.

Madam Hooch ran to him, looking him over, stopping at his wrist, whispering something about a broken wrist she turned to us, "None of you is to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing!" She looked towards me, "Put them on the ground.. "I quickly landed myself, and dropped the broom, as she went on, "If anyone is is seen on their brooms, you'll be leaving Hogwarts quicker than you can say, 'quidditch'!" she then helped Neville up leading him off of the field.

Once gone, Draco began laughing once again. Some of the other Slytherins did the same, Draco then asked, still laughing, "Did you see his face? What a great lump" I looked at him from the corner of my eye, but before I could say a thing a Gryffindor spoke up.

The Gryffindor let out warning tone , "Shut up, Malfoy!" she warned him

Pansy then spoke up, "Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom?" the pug faced girl then let out a chuckle as she went on, "Never thought you'd fancy fat crybabies" I just rolled my eyes, hearing her yap, beats your pug face.

I then saw something in the grass, where Neville had fallen, walking over I picked up what was a glass ball, sold in most shops, I believe it was called a Remembrall. The glass ball was then snatched from my hand by Draco, who spoke in a mocking tone, as he held the ball up high, as if he were the one that found it, "Look!" he walked back to the group, I followed, glaring, at his back, I wasn't done looking at it! "It's that stupid thing Longbottoms gran sent him!"

Harry than stepped up, "Give that here, Malfoy" Everyone stopped talking and laughing, everyone focused on the two boys.

"No, I think I'll leave this somewhere for Longbottom to find, how about a tree?" Malfoy taunted, as he mounted his broom.

I let out a groan, knowing this wouldn't be good, I quickly grabbed my broom, as Draco kicked off the ground, Harry following his lead. I mounted my own broom, kicking off the ground, pulling out my wand.

Hermione let out a huff, in objection. I followed the boys, Draco leading up to a roof, taunting Harry, once they slowed down, I began to move my hand into a question mark shape, then whispered the charm "Confundo" My wand, aimed at Draco. He shuddered once the spell hit him, confused he threw the remembrall in a random direction, causing harry to fly after it.

Draco, started to lean forward on his broom, going down, while I watched as Potter had snatched the ball. He held it high for everyone to see, I gave a smile, happy the ball wasn't broke.

Once I landed Draco walked up to me with an annoyed, look, "What did you do to me?" He questioned.

"I used the Confundus charm on you." I replied, before I could explain the charm, Professor McGonagall walked out. Crap. How much did she see?

" , with me!" she commanded, answering my unspoken question, letting out an annoyed groan, I followed the woman, as did Harry.

"Professor, Amber was only helping me get this, from Malfoy" Harry spoke, up holding the remembrall in his hand, I narrowed my eyes at him, I don't need you to defend me. I rolled my eyes, at that moment, McGonagall came to a stop, as Professor Snape was walking down the hall, as if on que.

"Severus, I just saw your student use magic outside of the classroom on another student and she was flying off the ground higher than a first year should've" She explained, her tone was glittered with displeasure.

I couldn't help but to snort, "Really? I'm not the only student to use magic outside of the classroom, and what of Potter, or Malfoy? They bother were also off the ground?"

McGonagall, looked to me, "This isn't about Potter nor Malfoy, young lady-"

I just rolled my eyes at her, then spoke, "Let me guess, I'm going to get a detention, while he gets off scot-free, or even given an award for breaking a rule himself?" My voice was laced with displeasure.

"He isn't your concern" She retorted, the looked to Snape, "She's yours to punish, Harry follow me" She then left quickly, Harry in tow.

What the bloody hell? What does the crazy woman have against me? I balled up my fists, in annoyance.

"With me ." Snape commanded, walking past me, I did as told, to angry to object.

Leading me to the dungeons, and to his office. Once I was inside he closed the door, motioning me to take a seat, which I did.

I looked across the desk at the bat, my eyes narrowed, and I presume showing the anger I felt, as I wasn't trying to cover it up.

"I'll be royally ticked off it Potter isn't punished at all." I spoke, breaking the scilence.

Ignoring my statement, "What spell did you use and why?" He questioned.

I crossed my arms sinking into the seat, "The Confundus Charm, on Malfoy, because he would've broken Nevilles stupid remembrall, probably." I let out a huff of annoyance, "I should've just let him throw the damned thing."

"Your tongue young lady." Snape warned, as he went on, "I'll speak to Malfoy about it. How long have you been able to ride a broom?"

My anger was then replaced with both confusion and relief, "Um, since I was seven, I think? My brother taught both Ava and I how too."

"Hmp, what position did he play?" The man questioned, what did that have to do with anything? Is this small talk?

"Keeper, " I answered simply, "That was up until a bludger knocked him off of his broom of course"

He was quiet, he must've known that the fall had killed my brother, "Are you planning on playing in the future if, so what position?" He went on, "I'd presume a Seeker, being not only small, your hand-eye coordination, from what I've seen is on spot"

I laughed, "I will never play, I am perfectly happy inside, with my nose in a book" And, if i were to try my parents would disown me, if they haven't already for past events.

He seemed almost, taken aback by my harsh tone, "Why not?"

I just shook my head, "I'm good sir, not intrested in following my brothers lead, with the whole falling and dying thin. I'd rather take my punishment, and be on my merry way of cursing Potter's name."

Letting out a sigh, as if he was done with the topic he looked up to me, "You won't be punished, not this time." He warned, "Next time don't get caught using magic, now shoo." He commanded, opening a book on his desk.

I stared at him for awhile, "Is this a trick?" It has to be!

He looked up to me, "no it's, you're correct to assume that the Potter boy won't be punished, why should you be punished for helping that boy, while he's not punished?" he asked, but went on, not letting me answer, " not now go, or I'll give you detention, if you feel so in inclined get one."

I got up quickly, wait, maybe he knows what Fluffy is! I stopped at the door looking back at Snape, "Wait, I have a question, I over heard someone talking about Fluffy? Is he alright?" I questioned, careful on how I worded my questions. Causing the dark haired professor to look up at me, with narrowed eyes.

"How did you you come to hear about the mutt?" He demanded, but he went on, without getting an answer, "I'll have to talk to Hagrid about talking out loud about his damned mutt, don't mention it to anyone now go!" He ordered.

I turned and walked out the door, happy with the little information I got; Fluffy is a dog, and Hagrid likely knows more, why would Snape assume I heard it from him? I'll need to talk to Hagrid next then. As I walked around, I noticed that all of the students were walking around.

Instead of going straight to Hagrids hut, I ran into Hermione, whom turned to me, "Are you alright? You didn't get into to much trouble did you?"

I rolled my eyes at her, "No, I've been given a warning"

"Did you hear, Harry Potter is Gryffindor new seeker?" A voice spoke.

I balled my fists, up, "But of course Harry is rewarded." I grumbled.

"Hey, come sit with me and study" She suggested, grabbing my sleeve she led me to a seat, where other students were sitting reading, next to some old man.

But as quickly as we sat down, she was up, I looked to where she was headed, to Potter and the Weasley. She then led them else where. Of course you can go catch up with your friends. I guess I'll go back to my room.