The Potter Twins

It's Leviosa, not Leviosar

Chapter 12: It's Leviosa, not Leviosar

Pulling on the sleeves of my jumper I follow behind both my brother and Wood, Oliver Wood the team captain of the Quidditch team as they carry a trunk out to the open area of grass. The air has turned chilly now as the season starts to change from the nice warmth of summer to the cold chill of Autumn. 

Oliver wanted to teach Harry at least the basics of the Quidditch game before they play for real which will be soon apparently. Because I was bored seeing as it was a weekend with no lessons or studying to do I thought id come and watch but now I am regretting it as it is very cold. Plus Oliver isn't the worse looking guy I've seen around the school but otherwise, I am here to support my brother. 

They both place the large trunk on the grass as Oliver bends down in front of it a smile playing on his lips "Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players, three chasers, two beaters, one keeper and a seeker that's you" taking a seat on the grass a few feet away from where the boys stand I pull my legs to my chest as I rest my chin on them watching from afar wanting to see how this will fold out.

So three chasers, the two beaters which for Gryffindor would be the twins the keeper which is him and the seeker my brother, at least Harry knows some of the teammates he will be playing with then.

"There are three kinds of balls" he states as Oliver pops open the trunk that starts to rattle and shake on its own accord like the balls are alive. He pulls out the biggest ball a rusty red colour and throws it to Harry. "This one's called the Quaffle. Now the chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through those three hoops" he states pointing behind where I was sitting turning around I look at the Quidditch arena to where when the games would be held which would be where I would cheer my brother to victory in his many games to come. 

"The keeper that's me, defends the hoops, with me so far?" Harry throws the ball back to him nodding his head "I think so. What are those?" my brother questions pointing to the two squirming balls. Oliver holds out a small bat towards my brother "you better take this" my eyes widen as Oliver releases one of the angry balls and it shoots off like a rocket into the air. Im not going to chase that.

It goes so high it looked like a dot in the sky that was until it started to come back down and that small dot got rather big rather quickly. "Careful now, it's comin' back." The ball starts to come whizzing down lifting the bat up Harry whacks it with the bat the ball soaring off through a statue. 

"Eh, not bad, Potter, you'd make a fair beater..." Oliver trails off following the ball as it soars off I tilt my head as like a magnetic pull it starts to come right back through the statue and straight at Oliver "Uh-oh" I mumble as the ball zooms down, and Oliver luckily catches it, wriggling to get it back in the box. He succeeds but seems to be out of breath because of it.

"Bludger. Nasty little buggers. But the only ball I want you to worry about is this... the Golden Snitch". Pulling on the shield emblem in the box it flicks open like a small compartment and pulls out a small walnut-sized golden ball.

If that is the only ball my brother has to worry about that small thing I think I won't have to worry as much as I have been bout him getting hurt in the game. Harry's eyes light up as he looks at the small ball in his hands "I like this ball".

"Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see" near impossible to see that will be great for my brother he does not wear the glasses as a fashion statement.

"What do I do with it?"

"You catch it...before the other team's seeker. You catch this, the game is over. You catch this, Potter, and we win." My brother lays the ball flat in his hand as the ball flutters out two delicate wings and jumps into the air my eyes widen as it zooms above the two guys head, it fast ill give them that.

"Woah that's cool" I smile as I watch it flutter around its pretty.

Im glad my brother is doing it and not me...

Leaning my arm on the desk I look up at Professor Flitwick as he stands on a bunch of books on his desk so everyone could see him he's very short but he makes it work.

"One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you all have your feathers?" I look down at the feather in front of me as Hermione raises hers in the air for what reason I really have no idea. Do not get me wrong I'm enjoying learning spells and flying and everything but why she so energetic for each class. "Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practising, hmm? The swish and flick. Everyone." Picking up my wand that was laying on the desk I do the swish and flick action with everyone else "The swish and flick. Good. And enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go then" Professor Flitwick finishes I sit up in my seat as I pick up my wand from the desk.

 Looking across the class I notice Draco as he picks up his own wand not really looking bothered in this class as he swishes and flicks his wand, not the wrong way but not what was shown by professor Flitwick either, a snicker escapes my lips that catches his attention as he glances up looking my way. Looking down at my own feather I avoided his gaze trying to play it off like it wasn't me to if that works at all right now it just looks like my feather was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Wingardrium Leviosar," I notice out of the corner of my eye as Ron over pronounces his words and whacks the feather with his wand numerous times. Hermione also notices and steps in clearly unamused by the lack of focus by her desk partner "Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Leviosa, not Leviosar." I smile tugs at my lips as I watch my friends scrollable.

Turning to my own feather I take a deep breath straightening my posture as I swish my wand out in front of me at the feather then flick like Professor Flitwick had said how to "Wingardium Leviosa." My eyes widen as the feather glows and lifts up above my head.

"Oh, well done! See here, everyone! Ms Potter done it! Oh, splendid!" I jump slightly at the sound of Professor Flitwick voice his loud praise startling, for a small guy he's rather loud. Looking straight ahead at Draco a smile clear on his face well until he notices my gaze and it quickly disappears replaced by a look of disgust I shake my head as I focus on my feather.

Seamus who was sitting next to my twin brother begins swishing at his feather "Wingard Levosa. Wingard Levosa." All of a sudden a loud BOOOM!!! Echos in the classroom as lose my focus and the feather falls and lands on my head looking over at Seamus' my eyes widen at his exploded feather. I didn't even think that could happen.

"I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor." My brother points out the obvious as the smoking feather slowly starts to descend landing on the table in front of the boys. The feather had been burnt to a crisp while the black soot covered both poor Seamus's and my brother's faces.

Neville, Harry, Ron and Seamus and I start walking through the courtyard due to Seamus making an explosion Professor Flitwick cut the class short so he could clear up. I think it was so Seamus didn't make anything else explode or catch fire he's been prone to do that a lot lately. "It's Leviosa, not Leviosar. Honestly, she's a nightmare. No wonder she hasn't got any friends!" Ron states laughing someone rushes past me knocking into my shoulder in the process. Hermione runs past sniffling the back of her hair easily indicating it was her.

I hit Ron around the back of the head, he yelps not expecting it as he glares towards me he deserved it he was being careless and rude "Im her friend so what im non-existent now you need to learn to shut up sometimes" I huff as I run after Hermione to at least comfort her over Ron's rudeness.