Authors note: We are back to sam yall
This morning I nearly jumped out of bed. The first week of school had been pretty normal. Hermione of course was the top student, and I was like….. A normal student or something? The reason I was so excited was because we were having our first defense against the dark arts, and flying class. This time Hermione was awake before me. I think she was extra excited for d.a.d.a. As usual I packed my things in my bag and headed to the common room before it was time to head to class.
I looked around and the only first years there were Ron and Harry, so I sat next to them. " Are you guys excited for our first flying class?" I asked , trying to start some conversation. "Yeah, but I reckon you and Harry have never played before," Ron said. "Yeah but I've read and heard alot about it" I said as Harry nodded. "Wait, you haven't been obsessing over books like your sister so how have you been reading quidditch books?" Ron asked curiously as he motioned to Hermione who was reading a pile of school books. "Well, Hermione reads anything she can get her hands on, even school books, but I just read things that I'm interested in like quidditch, or potions." I replied.
Ron seemed satisfied with that answer, "Wait, you like potions?" Harry asked, confused. " Yeah, potions are interesting but it's a shame Snape is such a grouch" I said. We chatted for a bit of time before we had to head to defense against the dark arts.
Soon enough the whole class arrived and we all sat down eager to get started. Professor Quirrell was waiting at the front of the class. He looked oddly familiar though. The professor handed out some papers, and based on the reaction of the people who sat in front of me it wasn't an intro to the class. After I finally got a paper my jaw dropped. What, a quiz on our first day, this teacher is probably rubbish i thought as i stared blankly at the paper. I was unsure about the questions, they were all on our teacher so I just guessed. " Okay class, hand back your quizzes," Professor Quirrell announced. Oops, that was a quiz, I think I'm doomed. I handed back my paper and settled back down.
" Now that we have finished, we will deal with cornish pixies," He said as he opened a cage full of them. They flew out and headed straight to the students. They started pulling people's hair and trying to injure people. "Now I definitely think this teacher is bonkers" I muttered as I pulled Hermione to the back of the class and away from the pixies. Amongst all the chaos and screaming I saw Neville being lifted into the air by two pixies pulling on his ear. I ran to the front to see what I could do to help him get down. I looked around, but there was nothing. Suddenly a book caught my eye. I grabbed it and flung it towards the pixies, and they scattered. Unfortunately I hadn't thought my plan through and Neville fell through the air, but luckily the professor had casted a spell and he landed lightly. Soon after the bell rang and we all dashed out leaving Professor Quirrell and his next class to deal with it.
We ran to the great hall for lunch and got seats next to Neville. We all sat down and placed some food on our plates. Suddenly A bunch of owls flew through the air delivering packages and letters to people. Two things landed on our table, a package for Neville and a letter for me.
Hmm that's weird why I sent a letter and not Hermione I wondered. Neville tipped open his package, " Wow, i got a remembrall," He said as he admired the glass looking ball. "What's a remembrall?" Hermione asked. "Their little glass balls that turns red when you forget something, the only issue was it doesnt tell what you forget" he Said. After that I opened my letter,
Dear Samantha, I know you might think this is a joke but save Neville's remembrall and don't listen to Hermione if she says you're not allowed to and don't tell anyone about this.
With love and concerns Samantha Estelle granger. "Uhm i need to use the bathroom" i said as i suddenly stood up and walked to the farthest bathroom i could find. What was happening was I was going crazy, no I can't be crazy.
How will I do anything, let alone compete in the Olympics? I thought as tears came to my eyes and I staggered into the bathroom unaware of the out of service sign.
" You haven't come to bully me have you " a voice called out. " No, who are you?" I asked, feeling startled. " im myrtle,one of the hogwarts ghosts" she said sadly. Hm, that's weird she looked around my age. "You look pretty young, how are you a ghost?" I asked. She looked as if she was about to answer but instead she burst into tears. " I have no idea, I don't remember," she cried. "oh , I'm sorry," I said, trying to comfort her. After a bit i found out she died as a student here but the bell had rang and i left promising i would come back to visit.
I caught up with hermione as we were walking to the quidditch field for flying. "I can't believe they would hire such a crazy teacher,"she fumed. "At Least it's over now, but now it's time for flying and you know i have a fear of heights" she said looking sullen. " Don't worry we will probably be learning about broom sticks or how to actually board our brooms, and you are the smartest person I know you will probably figure uor where the fulcrum on the broom is in the first five minutes." I reassured her as we walked in.
Soon after all the students managed to arrive, " Okay everyone take a broom stick and line up " madam hooch instructed as she pointed to a pile of brooms. Me and hermione walked towards the pile and took two broom sticks and lined up. Madam Hooch was droning on about safety class rules but I zoned out and stared out at the field. It might have been cool to join the quidditch team but there were no first years allowed on the team.
Suddenly a tap on my shoulder snapped me out of my thoughts, " Sam pay attention it's almost time to board our brooms" Hermione hissed under her breath. From then I paid attention and soon enough the class was ready for boarding. " Place your broom sticks down and say up, your brooms should then float to your hands" madam hooch said. "UP" I said before my broom shot into my hands. My first attempt was successful but others like Ron whos broom came up but missed his hand and ended up hitting his forehead, and hermione whos broom surprisingly did not move.
Neville on the other hand made his broommove but it flew all over the place and he fell landing on a tower by his cloak each terrifying moment his cloak slowly started to tear until it had ripped and Neville had fallen. I ran towards him along with a group of people and we all crowded to see if Neville was okay. Madam Hooch pushed through the crowd and checked on neville. "Oh dear it seems like a broken wrist. Everyone stay here and I repeat do not fly." She ordered as she helped Neville up and was taking him to the hospital wing.
When madam hooch had left earshot draco malfoy walked forward and picked something it looked like…. Neville's remembrall. I shoved my way through, " Put that down" I exclaimed as Draco threw the ball up and down. " Hm, what are you going to do about it mudblood, you won't catch me" he sneered as he boarded his broom and flew up into the air. " Hm, maybe i'll throw it or put it somewhere longbottom can't reach" He laughed. This kinda enraged me so I grabbed my broom.
"Sam dont " Hermione cried but with all the information from my books flew i into the air. He looked a bit surprised, " You think you can beat me do you granger, Well catch this!" He said as hell flew even higher and threw the remembrall. I have no idea what i was thinking but i lunged for it. My broom divided almost 50 feet but i Ignored my fears and Hermione's screams for me to stop and reached out and caught the remembrall. I landed out of breath and my hair in a mess, and based on the terrified face of everyone something bad was about to happen.
"Samantha Granger follow me right now young lady," Professor McGonagall ordered. I was pretty sure my face had turned red and I had turned around to follow her embarrassed and ashamed. I followed her out of the pitch, and we walked through the halls but it didn't look like we were heading to her or Dumbledore's office. Suddenly she stopped at a class and pulled a student out. "Wood, I found you a seeker" She said to Wood. He looked pretty confused, " Professor, are you sure you want the gryffindor seeker to be a first year?" he asked.
" Wait what is happening, i thought i was getting expelled" i asked very confused. " you miss granger managed to do a fifty foot dive and successfully catch a falling remembrall, I think you are perfectly capable of being a seeker." she said as she smiled. "wood , you can give her the basics on quidditch while i talk to the headmaster on permission to let her on the team" She ordered.
I followed Wood to the quidditch pitch as he asked me questions. "Is this your first time playing quidditch, and do you do any other muggle sports?" he asked after he introduced himself. " Yes, this is my first time playing quidditch and I do running. It took a long while till he finished and by that point it was already dinner. Wheni walked into the great hall and sat in between Ron and Hermione I noticed Hermione looked as if she had cried her eyes out.
" Sam, y-your not expelled," she asked. "Not this time but somehow i made it on the quidditch team, i think i'm still in a state of shock though" I said with a smile as i hugged hermione.
"Wait, you were on the quidditch team, how and what position did you make?" Ron and Harry asked in awe, "Well, Professor McGonagall saw the dive I did to get Neville's remembrall and she said I was more than capable for the team and I got seeker," I said with a shrug. The piece of information made their jaws drop even further. " That means you're the youngest seeker at Hogwarts in a century," Ron said, shocked. They asked a few more questions before it was nearly time to leave. " oh, before I forget , could you give this to Neville?" I asked as I handed Harry the small ball then left with Hermione to go to bed. When we reached our room I pulled out a parchment and quill and began writing a letter to mum and dad.:
Dear mum and dad, My first week at Hogwarts was amazing! In flying class this week a bully named Draco malfoy stole my friend nevilles gift then attempted to throw it from 50 feet in the air. I Caught it with my broom but professor mcgonagall saw (we weren't allowed to use our broom sticks). I thought I was going to be expelled but instead I got a place on the quidditch team. Also would you mind asking coach Elise to save a spot on the summer advanced team. With love Sam .