Flying Lesson
[Main hall]
"Hey Roninho, I heard you were amazing in potions class." Said Fred as he wrapped his arms around Ron's shoulders.
"Yes, show Professor Snape the strength of the Weasley surname!" Said George.
"Yes! But when Mom finds out, tell her we scolded him hard." Said Fred, while George waved
"Don't fill it!" Exclaimed Ron, right after potions classes practically all the first year Gryffindor students came to talk to him, congratulating him, he couldn't even have lunch in peace!
"I see we have another famous person in our group." Said Isaac with a smile.
"Neville now it's just you and me, we'll have to get into trouble to become famous, otherwise they might leave us behind" said Isaac with a dramatic tone.
"N-no." Neville shook his head several times refusing, his grandmother would kill him if she found out!
(Piii)
Interrupting the group's conversation, sounds of owls were heard, while the students looked up, where several owls were flying overhead, with objects in their beaks, handing them perfectly to each student.
"The mail has arrived!"
Ron received a letter from his mother asking how things were going, and reminding him again not to get into trouble.
Harry received a letter from his parents, and a package, he was ecstatic as he read it.
"I received a Remembrall." Neville said, with an excited tone, that was exactly what he needed, as he kept forgetting things.
"I read about it!" Said Isaac
"If the smoke turns red, you forgot something."
Soon the ball turned red, indicating that he forgot something, scratching his head and making a face - "The problem is that I don't remember what I forgot…"
"Hey look! Gringotts has been invaded!"
"~It must have been the task of unknown dark wizards, the Gringotts goblins, although they admit that what happened, guarantee that nothing was stolen, the open safe had been emptied earlier that day~"
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"Let's go! It will finally be our first flying lesson!" said Harry as he ran towards the field, while we followed him.
We finally arrived outside the castle, where we could see a green field, where we would take our flying lesson.
Soon the teacher arrived, with hurried steps - "Good afternoon, class." Madam Hooch said.
"What are you waiting for? I want you to stay on the left side of your broom."
"Extend your right hand over the broom and say 'up' with desire."
"Up" said Harry, causing the broom to rise instantly.
"Up" said Rony, succeeding on the first try.
"Up" said Isaac, succeeding after a few attempts
And Neville, poor Neville...
"Please come up," Neville said several times, his face completely red.
Finally giving up, he took advantage of a moment when the teacher wasn't looking, crouched down and picked it up.
"Now, when you have your broom, I want you to get on it and hold on tight."
"As soon as I blow the whistle I want you to give a strong push with your feet."
"Hold your brooms firmly, stay in the air for a few minutes, then come down."
"When I blow the whistle at 3, 2"
Neville, who was a little nervous, gave a boost early and ended up going up.
Maybe it was because of the bad broom or the bad pilot, but soon the broom began to struggle in the air as it carried him away.
"HELP!" Shouted Neville.
"Damn it!" Said Ron as he got on his broom, and went up trying to help his friend.
Harry followed close behind.
"Harry, go that way and I'll go that way!" Shouted Ron
Harry, understanding the plan, arrived on Neville's left side with his broom, while Ron went on the right.
Soon they leaned on their brooms and put pressure on Neville, managing to successfully stabilize the broom.
"Phew… thanks guys." Neville said with a certain relief in his voice.
"We're friends man!" Harry said.
"Yes, we will teach you how to fly, don't worry." Said Ron.
Neville, seeing how high they were, shook his head - "I-I'll pass, I don't think flying is for me."
Soon they arrived on the ground, along with Neville safe and sound.
"Neville are you okay, do you need to go to the nurse? Come on, I'll show you the way." He said as he led him away.
Turning his gaze to me and Harry - "Very well boys, +5 points to Gryffindor."
"Attention class, I want everyone to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr Neville to the nurse."
"If I see a broom in the air the owner of the broom will be kicked out of school before they can say Quidditch."
As the teacher left the field, Draco, who was with his friends, spotted Remembrall ball and picked it up.
"So pathetic!" He spoke as he tossed the ball up and down.
"Give it back Malfoy." Said Harry going over to Draco.
"I'll leave it somewhere for him to get it, maybe on the roof?" He said and how much he got on his broom.
Harry followed close behind.
"Ron, aren't you going to stop him? He could be expelled" said Isaac
"Don't worry, the teacher was bluffing, let's watch the show." I said with a smile, trying to reassure Isaac, this was something important to Harry, so I wasn't going to get involved.
And then the scene unfolded like in the movies.
"Harry Potter, Please follow me." Said Minerva.
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"Dude, are you going to be on the Quidditch team!?" Shouted Isaac
"Yes! The teacher said the team needed a Seeker, so she invited me to join!" Harry said with a big smile.
"You have become the youngest young Seeker in history." I said to Harry, while putting my arm around him.
"You also have a lot of skill, try out for the team next year!" Harry said excitedly, already imagining playing on the same team as his friend.
"Hmmm, who knows, I always wanted to be a goalkeeper…" I replied with a smile.
"And you, do you want to come in too?"
"No, I'll cheer for you from the stands." Said Isaac, that wasn't his area.
"What about you Neville?" I asked with a mischievous smile, already imagining his answer.
"…" Neville chose to remain silent in the face of such audacity!