Never Thought I Would Fall For You ( A Hogwarts Love Story) ~Year 1-3~

Chapter 7 - Flying Lessons

  Erika's POV
We're now at the Great Hall, doing our studies. Harry and Ron sat next to each other, while Belle and I sat with Hermione.

But my attention turned to Seamus.

"What's Seamus doing with that glass of water?" Harry asked.
"Probably turning it to rum." I replied.

"Actually it managed to make tea yesterday, before---" Ron was cut off by a BOOM.

Seamus suddenly exploded himself.

Everyone laughed at him. I covered my mouth, holding my laugh.

"Mails here." said Ron.

Owls started to flying around the Great Hall.
I saw Snowball flying towards me. She dropped the letter and I caught it.

"Hey, Belle. It's a letter from Dad." I said.
She looked at me.

"When did you send a letter to Dad?" she asked.

She's talking again. I thought.

"Belle, you're talking." I said.

She rolled her eyes at me.

"Obviously, anyway get on with the letter." she said.

I giggled and opened the letter.

My dearest lovely daughters,
I'm so proud of you two. Both of you are sorted in Gryffindor, just like your mother and I.
Anyway, I miss you both. The Clan is going well, everyone misses you two.

And we've been busy as well.
So, I think we won't spend time together in Christmas.
Sorry, girls. The Clan has been a little tough on missions.

We'll be together as family soon.

Love,
Dad ♥

"Dad's been busy." I said.
Belle nodded.

"Hey, Ron. Erika, Belle. Someone broke into Gringotts. Listen to this." Harry said.

We turned to him, while he was holding the newspaper.

"Believed to be the work of Dark Wizards or Witches...
Gringotts goblins acknowledge the breach but insist nothing was taken.
The Vault in question, #713, had been emptied earlier that same day."

We all shared weird glances.

"That's odd. That's the vault Hagrid and I went to." Harry added.

"That is odd. No one has broken into Gringotts before." Belle said.
Ron and Harry were shocked, hearing Belle's voice.

"What?" she asked.

"Belle, y-you're talking." Ron stuttered.

"Um...yeah, I am. Want me to stop talking, because I can do that." she said.

"NO!" Harry and Ron exclaimed.

Belle giggled at them.

"Just kidding! Come on, we have flying lessons next!" Belle chimed.

She got up and went out.

"Has Belle act like this before?" Ron asked.
"No. Not recently." I replied.

~Outside~
We're now outside, waiting for Madam Hooch.

"Good afternoon class." said Madam Hooch.
"Good afternoon Madam Hooch." We all said.

"Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Every step to the left side of your broom." she said.

And we did what she said.

"Stick out your right hand over the broom and say 'up.'" Madam Hooch added.

Belle and I said 'UP'. Our brooms went up to our hands. Harry's broom did the same as well.
"Wow." I mumbled.

Hermione looked at us with amazement. I shrugged my shoulders.
I turned to Harry and he was smiling at me, for some reason.

Belle nudged me and she send me a smirk.
I rolled my eyes at her.

"UP!" Ron exclaimed, earning a smack on his face.

Harry, Belle and I laughed.

"Shut up you three." Ron said.

Belle and I giggled.

"Now once you've gotten a hold of your broom and I want you to mount." We got onto our brooms.
"Grip it tight. You don't wanna be sliding off the end." she said. "When I blow my whistle, I want you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment....then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle. 3,2...*Whistle*"

Then suddenly, Neville's broom started to hover by itself. It's being controlled. Then suddenly, he was hanging onto the statue.
Neville fell down on the ground.

"Everyone! Out of the way." Madam Hooch said.

We moved out of the way.

Madam Hooch picked him up, carefully. But Neville winced.
"Oh dear, It's a broken wrist." she said.

I hope Neville is all right. I thought.


"Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the Hosipital Wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say, Quidditch." she said.

Scary. I thought with sarcasm.

Then I heard someone snickering. I turned around and saw Malfoy, holding Neville's Remembrall.

"Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze he'd have remembered to fall on his fat ass." He laughed.
"Give it here, Malfoy." said Harry and I.
It's kind of weird though. Probably we have the same thought.

Malfoy turned around and glared at us.

"No. I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find." he said.
Malfoy smirked as he was tossing the ball up and down.

Belle was behind him and she almost caught it.

Malfoy turned to her and glared.

"You're joining as well?" he asked.
Belle didn't say anything.

"Still not talking, eh?" he said.

Then he got onto his broom and flew.

"Why don't you three come get it?"

I rolled my eyes, I grabbed my broom and Harry did the same. Hermione stopped us.
"What's the matter, Potter and Lee Twins. Too scared to come up?" Malfoy smirked.

"Harry, Erika. No way. You heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, you two don't even know how to fly." she said.

Harry ignored her and flew.

"Look! Belle is already up there!" Ron said.
I looked up and saw her with Harry.

"When did she get up there?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know, but...." I trailed off.

Hermione looked at me to continue.

"GO BELLE!!!" I cheered.

Isabelle's POV
I heard Erika cheered for me. That's her alright.
Harry came beside me.

"Give it here, Malfoy. Or we'll knock off your broom." Harry said.
"Is that so?" he asked, smirking.

I glared and went towards him , trying to get the ball. But I missed as he twirled around.
"Have it your way." With that he threw the remembrall.

Harry's eyes widen and he went after it.
Malfoy turned to me and smirked.

I glared back, and went after Harry.

As I got there, Harry caught it, perfectly.
I smiled and gave Harry a high five.

Harry and I flew back to the ground. And we earned a cheer.

"That was wicked, Harry and Belle!" Ron said.
Erika smiled at me and hugged me.

"That was brilliant." she said.

I giggled at that.

"Harry Potter and Isabelle Lee." I heard McGongall's voice.

I gulped in fear. I really don't like getting into trouble.

"Follow me." she said.

Harry and I followed her. But I turned to Erika, she looks very concerned.

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As we followed her, she went to a classroom.
"Wait right here." she said to us.

"Excuse me, Professor Quirrell. May I borrow Wood for a moment, please." McGongall asked.
"Y-Yes, O-Of course." Quirrell replied.

A boy walked out of the classroom.

Whoa....I thought.

"Potter. Lee. This is Oliver Wood." said McGongall.
He gave us a smile.

"Oliver, I found you a seeker and a chaser!" McGongall said.

EH?!?!?!?!?!?! I thought 1st years can't play Quidditch!!!