You are Harrys twin and a Slytherin
"Good afternoon, class." Madam Hooch says
"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch." We all say
"Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, Up!" She comands. I put my hand over my broom.
"Up!" I say it flies uo into my hand immediately. So does Harrys.
"Whoa!" Harry says
"Up!" Draco says, his broom flies into his hand and he grins.
"With feeling!" Madam Hooch says
"Up. Up. Up. Up." Hermione says over and over. Clearly flying isn't her thing.
"Up!!" Ron yells. His broom flies up and conks him on the nose "Ow!" Harry land I laugh. "Shut up, guys."
Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end." Madam Hooch says. We all Mount our brooms "When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2...tweet!"
Neville immediately lifts off. He looks quite frightened.
"Oh..." Neville says
"Mr. Longbottom." Madam Hooch says
"Neville, what are you doing?" A girl asks
"Neville...Neville..." the Gryffindors yell
"We're not supposed to take off, yet." Someone says
"How pathetic" I whisper to Draco who laughs. Neville begins soaring away
"M-M-Mr. Longbottom Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch yells
"AHH!" Neville yells. Us slytherins are laughing so hard by this point
"Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch yells. Neville soars away.
"Down! Down! Ahhhh!" Neville panics
"Neville!" Harry yells.
"Help!!!" Neville yells
"Come back down this instant!" Madam Hooch yells
"AHH!" Neville screams. He soars through the sky and hits a wall, conking along it and then swooping off. All the while, he is screaming. He begins to zoom back towards the group of students. Madam Hooch holds out her wand to stop him.
"Help!" Neville yells
"Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch yells. Neville approaches. All of us students scatter and Madam Hooch dives out of the way. Neville goes through the scatter and up a tower.
"Ahhhh! Whoa! Ahhh!" Neville yells. He zooms past a statue of a man with a sharp spear and his cloak catches on it. He is flipped off the broom and hangs there. The slytherins are still losing it.
"Oh. Ah...help!" He wavers, then the cloak rips, and he falls, catching on a torch, but then slipping out and falling to the ground. "Ahh!" He screams.
"Everyone out of the way!" Madam Hooch says rushing to the scene "Come on, get up."
"Is he alright?" A Gryffindor asks
"Owowowow." Neville Moans in pain
"Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist. Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, come on now, up you get." Madam Hooch says. I see Draco reach down and grab Neville's Remembrall, which had fallen. Madam Hooch begins to lead Neville away with her. "Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital 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." Then she leaves.
"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." Draco says then laughs.
"Give it here, Malfoy." Harry commands
"No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find."Draco says, he hops on broom and soars around group, then through. Then turns to me. "Come on Love" he says. I mount my broom and fly off with Draco
'How 'bout up on the roof??" I suggest.
"What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?" Draco snickers. "Go far love!" He tells me and tosses the Remembrall. I fly back a bit then catch it,throwing it back to Draco.
Harry grabs his broom and runs to get on it. Hermione tries to stop him. I see the know it all talking. But Harry flies off anyways.
Harry is now in the air, across from Draco and I am behind Harry. Draco and I are playing monkey in the middle with the Remembrall and Harry.
"Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!" Harry says.
"Is that so?" Draco asks. Harry makes a dash for him, but Draco twirls around his broom in a 360. "Have it your way, then!" Then he throws the Remembrall into the air. Draco and I go back onto the ground and the Slytherin are high fiving us.
Harry zooms after the ball, speeding towards a tower. Just as he is about to hit a window, he catches it, and then heads back to the group. The students all cheer and run to see him.
"Good job, Harry!" And "Oh, that was wicked, Harry." Is what I hear coming from those Gryffindorks.
"HarryPotter? Follow me." I hear McGonagall say. Harry sullenly follows her. Draco and I laugh. I feel a little bad for getting Harry it trouble with McGonagall, but I'm a Slytherin and he is a Gryffindor. That's just how things work
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Draco Malfoy Imagines
FanfictionFor all those fans of Draco Malfoy out there. You're probably thinking I'm late to the party but to be fair I didn't get a chance to read them until now currently reading the chamber of secrets I take requests but if I get creative I'll write one. i...
