Corvie woke up to find Padma standing over her. Her friend grinned down at her, and Corvie shot up, yelping in terror. She took a moment to calm down, as well as an additional two minutes to make sure that her heart slowed back down to its normal rhythm.
"Don't scare me like that," Corvie snapped.
"It's our first day of school at Hogwarts!" shouted Sue Lie, a Chinese girl next to them. The two girls pulled Corvie out of bed. Corvie rummaged around in the dresser that was hers, and pulled out her clothes.
She was just strapping on the bra, when Sue Li squealed. "You're already wearing one?" she asked. "Yeah," said Corvie, nonplussed."Why, don't you?"
Sue Li and Padma shook their heads. "Haven't hit puberty yet," they explained simultaneously. Corvie sighed and rolled her eyes.
After they finished getting dressed, they were visited by the twins. "Congratulations," said Leo. "You've just earned yourself an escort to the Great Hall!" Lucas smirked.
"Come along, ladies," said Leo, holding out his arm. Corvie, Sue Li, and Padma all looped their arms together–along with the twins'–and headed out into the Great Hall.
Corvie ran into her brother and his entourage–Corvie had taken to calling them The Potter Patrol–and was blocked from entering the Great Hall.
"Dad's not gonna be happy about this," Harry growled angrily. "You were supposed to be Sorted into Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, you twat! The Ravenclaws and Slytherins are all bad news!"
"Get out of the way, Brother Dearest," Corvie said sweetly. "Or else I might be forced to hex you. Actually, I wouldn't regret that, I'd like it very much."
Terry Boot and Michael Corner stepped forwards, shouldering Weasley and Finnegan. "Oh, great, now we're fighting a civil war," Corvie muttered. "Leave her alone!" shouted someone. It was a group of Gryffindors–Hermione, Dean, Lavender, and Neville.
The four of them stalked over towards Harry. The three Muggle-borns and the single pureblood all moved in front of Corvie, Padma, and Sue Li. Harry, Weasley, Finnegan, Terry, and Michael all glared at them distastefully.
"You're Gryffindors," said Harry angrily. "You shouldn't be siding with slimy Slytherins and rancid Ravenclaws!"
Corvie growled. "Take that back," she snarled. "Or I'll beat your ass."
"With what" taunted Finnegan. "Magic?"
They all snickered.
"You don't even know any spells," Weasley sniped.
"No, but I can do this," Corvie snapped. She stomped over to them and laid into them all. She kneed Harry in the groin, then knocked Weasley and Finnegan's heads together. They both screamed in pain, blood pouring from their noses.
Corvie smirked as her brother sank to the floor, moaning in pain. "That ought to teach you never to insult or mess with my friends, little brother."
Corvie whirled around and turned to go to broom practice.
Corvie and the other three Houses stood in the courtyard. "Hold your right hand out and say, 'UP!'"
Corvie thrust out her right hand and said, "UP!"
Her broom soared up into her hand.
Ron's broom smacked him in the face, causing the Ravenclaws and Slytherins–and Dean, Neville, Lavender, and Hermione–to all snigger loudly.
Corvie shot Harry a smug smirk. He looked outright vengeful that his sister had just beaten him at something–because his own broomstick hadn't even twitched up from the ground.
Once everyone got their brooms up, Madam Hooch spoke again. "Mount your brooms, kick off from the ground, and then hover for a few seconds. Then touch back down. On my whistle. One…two…three…!"
Corvie lifted up into the air first. Jules and Ronald were next. Neville yelped suddenly, rising farther and farther up into the air.
"Mr. Longbottom!" shouted the flying instructor. "Come down at once!"
Corvie shot up, knowing what was going to happen if she didn't act immediately.
Neville slipped right off of his broomstick, and fell towards the ground. Corvie snagged his wrist and jerked her friend up onto her broom. Neville's broomstick shattered several glass windows and then sent itself spinning over in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"Miss Potter!" Madam Hooch yelled. "All of you stay here while I speak to your Head of House! No flying!"
Corvie helped Neville up. "You okay?" she asked. Neville nodded. "Thanks," the boy said. 'Did you see the look on his face?" Harry asked, bursting out in laughter. "The way he almost fell on his fat ass!"
Corvie stepped forwards. "Body-shaming isn't nice," Corvie said. "Otherwise I'd tell you to keep it and control that haircut of yours."
"What did you just say to me?" Harry snarled, drawing his wand and storming up to get into his sister's face.
"I said it's rich of you to be body-shaming someone when you look like a sasquatch," Corvie said, keeping a straight face.
Harry stuttered; the Ravenclaws and Slytherins all snorted with laughter. "Shut up, Corvus, you're–you're–!" Harry couldn't seem to find anything to throw at her.
"Your burns are so lukewarm they're giving me salmonella," Padma said, leaning against her broomstick.
"You–you can't talk to me like this," snarled Harry angrily. "Dad'll have you for this! He's killed people."
"Well, then, he should be pretty disappointed in you," Sue Li said, smirking.
"Yeah, the only thing you've ever killed is the vibe," Padma added, and the Slytherins and Ravenclaws all burst into laughter.
Parati Patil stepped forwards.
Corvie rounded on the other girl. "And don't get me started on you, Patil," she snapped. "Has anyone ever told you what your hair looks like from the back?"
Parvati wrinkled her nose. "What do you mean?"
"Girl, it's an absolute disaster, looks even worse than Hagrid's!" Sue Li said, and the Slytherins and Ravenclaws roared with laughter, slapping the girls on the back.
"Looks like you just got served," Corvie said, smirking. Terry Boot and Michael Corner glowered, siding with the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs.
Corvie smirked at the sputtering Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. "Miss Potter," said Madam Hooch, looking quite impressed suddenly. "Congratulations. You have just earned yourself a spot on the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team."