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P.s: Wanted to update a bit earlier, but college work was in the way...
At three-thirty that afternoon Penny made her way down the front steps onto the grounds for her first flying lesson. It was a clear, breezy day, and the grass rippled under her feet as she and the other students marched down to meet their professor.
Some students were already there, and so were twenty broomsticks lying in neat lines on the ground. Their teacher, Madam Hooch, arrived not soon after, she had short, gray hair, and yellow eyes like a hawk.
"Well, what are you all waiting for?" she barked. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on, hurry up. Stick out your right hand over your broom," called Madam Hooch at the front, "and say 'Up!'"
"UP" everyone shouted including Penny.
"This is stupid." Hermione said as Penny looked at her.
"It's probably all in the wrist, or something." Penny whispered to her.
She wasn't the first to get the broom up in to her hand, but she wasn't the last one either, and not soon after Hermione's broom shot up into her arms, after simply rolling over on the ground for a few minutes.
Madam Hooch showed them how to mount their brooms without sliding off the end, and walked up and down the rows correcting their grips.
"Do you think this is safe? I mean 20 students on brooms and only one professor? What if we fall down?" Hermione silently whispered to Penny in a slight panic.
"They've been doing this for years Hermione, I don't think anyone died from it, besides how hard can it be?" Penny replied her.
"D-doesn't look safe to me" Neville whispered to both of them, before either of them could reply Madam Hooch gave them instructions.
"Now, when I blow my whistle, you kick off from the ground, hard, keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet, and then come straight back down by leaning forward slightly. On my whistle — three — two —" and before she could say one Neville pushed off hard before the whistle had been heard.
"Come back, boy!" she shouted as they watched Neville rising straight up twelve feet, twenty feet.
Penny could see the shock and fear on his face as he looked down at the ground. Neville's broom was spinning in the air, thrusting left and right, until Neville could no longer have a grip on it. Penny as all the other students looked as he slipped of the broom to the ground below.
A loud thud and a nasty crack was heard and Neville lay face down on the grass. His broomstick was still in the air flying around by itself.
"Everyone out of the way!" Madam Hooch said as she ran to the spot where Neville lay. Her face was white just like Neville's.
"Is he alright?" Hermione whispered to Penny, who only shrugged with her shoulders in response.
"Broken wrist," she muttered. "Come on, boy — it's all right, up you get." She turned to the rest of the class as she helped Neville up.
"None of you is to move while I take him to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch.' Come on, dear."
Penny watched Neville and Madam Hooch walk away and as they disappeared around the corner she heard Malfoy burst into laughter.
"Did you see his face, the great lump?" The other Slytherins started to laugh with him.
"Shut up, Malfoy," snapped Parvati Patil.
"Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom?" said Pansy Parkinson, another Slytherin with no manners. "Never thought you'd like fat little crybabies, Parvati."
"Look!" said Malfoy as he picked up something out of the grass. "It's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him."
The Remembrall glittered in the sun as he held it up.
"Give that here, Malfoy," said Harry quietly. Everyone stopped talking to watch.
"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find, — how about — on the roof?" He said with a nasty smirk.
"Give it here!" Harry yelled, but Malfoy had leapt onto his broomstick and took off.
"Come and get it, Potter!" He said as he turned around on his broom a few feet in the air.
Harry grabbed his broom.
"No!" shouted Hermione Granger. "Madam Hooch told us not to move — you'll get us all into trouble."
"Besides, — you don't even know how to fly yet." Penny added.
Harry ignored both of them.
"What an idiot." Hermione declared as they both continued to watch the showdown between Harry and Draco.
"Catch it if you can, then!" Penny heard Draco say as he threw the glass ball high into the air and streaked back toward the ground.
While Draco safely touched the grass with his feet Penny and everyone else watched Harry dash behind the ball catching it before he could crash in to a window. Soon after he joined everyone else on the ground with the remembrall clutched in his hand and everyone started to congratulate him. Penny looked around, behind Hermione as she saw Professor McGonagall striding up to them.
"HARRY POTTER!" Everyone stopped talking.
"Follow me." She said a bit more gently.
Before he followed her he gave the glass ball to Hermione and Penny.
"Give it to him." He muttered and followed after the professor.
Soon after Madam Hooch came back and they continued their lessons. Penny actually managed to stay on the broom, without it going haywire like Neville's did before.
As they finished their lessons Penny and Hermione delivered the ball to Neville who was still in the hospital wing being treated by miss Pomfrey.
"Thank you." Neville said.
"You should thank Harry." Hermione said.
"I hope he won't get expelled for that, Madam Hooch did say,…" Penny started.
"Expelled?! It's all my fault. I got Harry Potter expelled on his first day." Neville said as he grabbed his head in his hands, followed by soft ouch sounds.
"I don't think so. Well we can't do anything about that now, I did warn him though." Hermione replied.
They said goodbye to Neville and made their way to the library to finish up the essay they got in their potion class, and to study some of the charms and spells they were going to learn this year.
As they made their way back to their dormitories they passed the trophy room where Penny saw something interesting.
»Look.« Penny said as she pulled Hermione's arm and pointed to a golden badge.
»James Potter, seeker?« She whispered as they started to walk again.
Reaching the stairs they said their goodbyes for the day. Penny didn't have any problems with the riddle to the dormitory, but she did see some students struggling with it before she arrived.
P.s: Aaaaand done. Another boring chapter... nothing much happening yet. She'll meet Fred and George soon doe... and let's not forget about Peeves... :P
Until next time. Over and out.