Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 44

Neville's POV:

He walked towards the black lake with Blaise coming into view. He noticed him with two broomsticks and rubbing something off his shoulder.

He noticed him and perked up, "Hey!"

"Hi... Uh, why are there two broomsticks?" Neville asked.

"Well... We're going to fly across this lake to a secret location for our date." Blaise informs.

"No absolutely not! I'll... break something! Or fall or... I dunno. I can't fly!" Neville says.

"Well then... Perhaps I can teach you?" Blaise asks with a smile.

"Madame Hooch couldn't even teach me! Every time I try I fail at it. Please, let me just ride on the broom with you." He begs.

"No can do, Nev. You will not go your whole life not knowing how to fly. How will you transport yourself from place to place?" Blaise asks.

"Floo powder! Or even apparation... Well, I might be bad at that too..." Neville trails off.

"I'll help you with that too! But for now we need to teach you how to fly." Blaise says, handing Neville a broom.

"No. Blaise, seriously, I can't." Neville says.

Blaise gets on his broom and kicks off the ground. He flaats off the ground and stays there.

"Go on then. Get on the broom." Blaise says.

"Blaise-"

"You won't regret it. Besides, you killed that snake. I'm sure you can take on this broom. Come on." Blaise says, gesturing for him to get on the broom. He does so, his nerves threatening to explode at any moment. Luckily enough, he had that life-saving bracelet on.

"Now... gently kick off the ground." Blaise says. Neville looks at Blaise and shakes his head. "If anything happens, I got you, alright? I won't let you get hurt." Blaise assures.

Neville takes a deep breath, grips his hands onto the broom and kicks off softly. He gasps when he notices he's floating and not flying all over the place like he did in first year.

"Good job! Now try to move." Blaise says.

"How?" Neville asks.

"Try uh... Pushing your feet back." Blaise says. Neville does just that and kicks off into the sky at full speed.

"No!" Neville shouts.

"Stay calm! The more you freak out, the worse it makes it!" Blaise shouts behind him. Luckily for Neville, it wasn't possible to freak out. "Try to relax your muscles! It can slow down the broom!" Blaise shouts to him.

He does just that and is relieved to notice the broom slow down. Blaise slows down beside him.

"Look, Nev, you're flying!" Blaise says with a bright smile.

"I... I am!" Neville says with a soft giggle. The broom dips down and he gasps. He tightens his grip on the broom and tips it up slowly and finds himself back in his spot and in control of the broom. "I did it!" He says, "Yeah!"

"I'm proud of you." Blaise says with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. Neville's heart soars. That's the first time he's ever heard that. He looks ahead of him to see various plains and mountains stretched across the grounds below them.

It was a beautiful sight. The sun beat down upon them and highlighted the scenery below them.

"Over there!" Blaise says, pointing to the right of them and tilting his broom ever so slightly that way and riding ahead of him. Neville follows him closely and notices him leaning his broom down. He looks ahead to see where Blaise is going and notices him getting closer and closer to a field of wildflowers colored purple, yellow, blue, and white.