The Potter Twins

Get The Damn Ball

Chapter 10: Get The Damn Ball

That letter still bugs me why couldn't the sender of it given a name at least would have made it a lot easier to concentrate on lessons, what lesson am I even in now? A soft breeze snaps me back into reality as I look down to the end of the line of students to see Professor Madam Hooch.

Oh, Flying lesson, for these flying lessons luckily we are not cooped up inside but are able to be outside in the fresh Autumn air. Only the students from the houses of Gryffindor and Slytherin that are in my year are lined up in two rows with brooms by their sides.  Professor Hooch comes down the line her hawk yellow eyes magnificent as they are.

"Good afternoon, class" she looks at us all as she makes her way down in between the two lines addressing the class in a friendly matter, a lot better than Professor Snape anyways. "Good afternoon, Madam Hooch" a smile appears on her face as she carries her own broom.

"Good afternoon, good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone steps up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, Up!" I quickly move to the left side of my broomstick and stick my right hand over the broomstick.

She works a lot quicker than other teachers straight to the point.

"Up!" looking down the line of mixed Gryffindor and Slytherin students frustration on most of their faces as the brooms do not seem to listen to their call as they near enough yell in command.

My brother who is next to me looks down at his broom not really believing that saying a word in command can get it to fly into his hand but never the less tries as he calls for the broom to fly up into his hand. Suddenly the broom flies up into his hand and he is quick to tighten his fingers around it holding it securely.

Looking down the opposite way down the line I notice Draco frustrated as he looks down at his broom "UP!" he demands sternly the broom is quick to obey and flies up to his outstretched hand. Smug is not a good look on him.

"With feeling!" Madam Hooch shouts out to the rest of the class as she walks further down the line to the students who are finding it harder than others. Feeling a glare on the side of my face I look back down the line to notice Draco looking my way he looks from me to my empty hand then to the broom in the grass to which he raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow.

Taking a deep breath I steady my shaking hand breathing out I flush away my fear and the butterflies lurking within me, Come on Willow just do it then only thing if gone wrong is that it won't happen on the first try.

Finally feeling calm I look down at my broom again "UP!" the broom lifts up and hits the palm of my hand to which I quickly wrap my fingers around with a tight grip. Smiling I look up I can't believe I did it.

"UP. UP. UP. UP!" Looking in front of me I watch as Hermione starts to get frustrated with her broom as it does not seem like it wants to rise and jump to her hand. Ron beside Harry shouts at his broom to go up to which instead his broom decides to fly up and conk him on the nose. I burst out laughing as a small Oww noise leaves his lips Harry also laughs which annoys Ron as he tells my brother to shut up.

My brother soon shuts up as I myself try and container my giggles not wanting Ron to give me his death glare like he did Harry. "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." I look down at my broom in hand as I take a small breath to try and relax my self lifting my leg up I mount onto the small wooden broom making sure to keep my feet firmly on the ground I really don't want to fly off.

"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." I turn my gaze to look at Harry is she seriously just gonna let us head straight into this just wing it what if something goes wrong. My twin on the other hand looks ready to just get involved unlike myself maybe I'm thinking too much into it.