I still felt bad for Harry. It seemed that only me and Hermione knew the answers. I was heading to flying lessons now. Ug, one of my wing's feathers keeps on poking me. I am going to fly after this lesson. I heard the pond was beautiful, and since it was the first day, I doubt anyone will be there. I have my reasons! I heard Madam Hooch tell us to hold our hand over our broom and yell up. The air was soon filled with people saying up. I heard a scream. Neville Longbottom was being dragged away by his own broom and was now lying in a heap by the wall. Madam Hooch rushed him off to the Hospital Wing. Draco Malfoy walked over to where Neville was standing, which was right by me. He glanced over at me. He grabbed Neville's Remembrall.
"Give it here, Malfoy." Me and Harry said at the same time. Draco smirked.
"Potter and Hisseyt teaming up, eh?" He said. Why did he use my first name? "Catch me if you can!" And with that he flew off. Harry flew off before I did, since I considered the other was of flying. Malfoy threw the ball and I caught it, then passed it to Harry. He missed it and dove after it, catching it. My hand slid on the broom, which had wood starting to peel. I got a nice size cut on my palm from that. Ouch. We landed in the middle of cheering Gryffindors. I took a piece of cloth from my pocket and wrapped it around my hand. Malfoy saw and gave a look of… Gultiness? Glee? Disgust? I really didn't know. Professor McGonagall stepped out onto the field.
"Harry, Hisseyt! Follow me now!" She called out. Oh dear… I hope Severus didn't find out! That would be really bad…
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