Harry's P.O.V
Harry couldn't believe that he would be on the Quidditch team! He was walking to the pond. What he saw made him stop in his tracks. Hisseyt stood stretching what looked like wings. She got a running start and took off. She glided around with her back to him. Flap… flap… glide….. flap… glide.
"Now for the landing," harry heard her say. "Athena don't fail me know." Athena was the name of her owl, so would she try to land like an owl? Sure enough, she was heading towards the ground with wings slightly behind her, and both feet slightly sticking out. When she tried to land, she ended up slipping and now was sliding across the ground on her stomach with her wings still posed up.
"Ow." She said and let her wings fall. Harry raced towards her.
Hisseyt's P.O.V
"Ow." I said and let my wings drop. I saw something, or someone, rushing towards me. Oh Merlin, kill me know. Harry was coming towards me, and I had my wings out!
"Are you ok?" He asked, trying not to look at my wings. I stood up and used a cleaning charm to get the dirt off.
"I will be when it stops hurting." I said with a small laugh. I winced when my wand rubbed against the cut in my palm. Ouch.
"What happened?" Harry asked pointing towards my palm.
"Cut it on a broom, original, eh?" I said.
"Very. Would you like to explain your…wings?" He said.
"I would tell you if I knew. I was born with `em." I said. "You mustn't tell anyone. I will be in big trouble if anyone…else… knows."
Harry looked like he was thinking.
"Hisseyt-"He began. I cut him off.
"Don't call me that."
"Sorry. Are you sure you're related to Snape?" He asked. Now that he mentioned it, in the past, when I mentioned family history to Severus, he would always change the subject. He also didn't have wings, although that would be funny. The more I thought about it, the less sense my life became.
"Erm… Now I'm not so sure." I said.
"I can help you find out if you want." He offered.
"Thanks. I'm starved. Want to get something form the kitchen?"
"How do-"
"There are perks to living with a teacher who always complains what pains the students are and where, when, and how they did it! Plus, I'm just that evil." I said with slyness worthy of a Slytherin. I wiggled my eyebrows evilly on the last part. He laughed. We headed off to the kitchens. Oh, I forgot to mention, next month is Halloween! Hurray!