Harry Potter's twin sister Book 1 [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 8

A/N: So, I don't know if you guys have noticed; but all the you and Draco scenes aren't as... fluffy? (If that makes sense) Long story short, I realized that with Draco's background; he would not change really quickly or know how to 'get that girl' right away. I might give you some of the scenes I had planned that I couldn't fit into the story later on.

Professor Flitwick was so much fun in Charms. You dropped your bag off in your common room because you had flying lessons. It should be interesting because Slytherin and Gryffindor had flying lessons together.

You got to the field and stood by a broom as instructed by Madame Hooch.

"Put your hand over the broom and say 'up'."

"Up!" Your broom flew into your hand. You smiled and looked up to find that both Harry and Draco had gotten their brooms up. Harry was across from you and he smiled up at you.

"You're a natural."

"I haven't even started to actually fly yet."

You saw Draco scowling out of the corner of your eye. You brushed it off and broke out giggling when Ron said "up" so hard that his broom hit him in the face. Harry laughed with you.

He blushed and glared at you and Harry. "Shut up." You turned to Madame Hooch.

*time skip*

You gripped Harry's arm as Neville rose into the air. He rubbed your back comfortingly. Suddenly, Neville fell and you jumped. Harry wrapped his arm around you.

*time skip*

"Give it back, Malfoy!" Harry stormed over to Draco who was holding Neville's remembrall. Madame Hooch was gone, taking Neville to the hospital wing.

"No. I think I'll leave it for him, somewhere up high. That way he'll remember to land on his fat arse." Pansy, Crabb, and Goyle laughed as he hopped on his broom and flew up. Harry started to mount his broom.

"Harry," Hermione shouted. "Don't, remember what Madame Hooch said!"

Harry flew up a bit shakily after Draco. Your eyes widened.

"Give it back or I'll ram you off your broom!" Draco just laughed and threw the remembrall at a window. He then flew down to the ground. Harry dove towards the remembrall and caught it just before it hit the window. He flew down to the ground, holding the remembrall up in the air. You ran to him and gave him a hug.

"You did it!"

"Harry Potter!" McGonagall stormed out of a door. "In all my years, I have never seen flying like that. Come with me!" Harry walked away glumly with McGonagall.

"He'll be ok." Ron was next to you.

"Yeah, I hope he will."

*Draco's POV*

For some reason, Y/n Potter would not leave her brother's side. Maybe if I did something to get her attention, she would be my friend; but stealing that Gryffindor's glass ball thingy did not make Potterette happy at all. How am I supposed to get her friendship?

*Regular POV and time skip*

You had told Hermione about how Harry got on the Quidditch team. She wasn't too pleased, but tried to show some excitement for your sake. "Now come on, Hermione! You said that you'd help me with my potions essay." She chuckled as you dragged her to the library.

*time skip*

You, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were late. It was almost past curfew. After dinner, Pansy and Draco had knocked all your books out of your hands. They walked off laughing. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had helped you pick up all your books. While on one of the moving staircases, it moved away from the passage to the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Ugh, are you kidding me?" Ron groaned as the staircase moved to a doorway. Suddenly, there was Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, standing there. "Go through the door!" Ron whisper-yelled. He opened it and you all piled in. The four of you were in a dark, dusty hallway.

"Ron, I think this is the corridor on the third floor." You warned, but he didn't seem to hear.

"Now, where are they, my dear?"

"Filch! In here, quick!" Harry tried to open a door, but it was locked. "It's locked!"

Hermione pulled out her wand. "Alohomora." Harry pulled on the door again and it opened. The four of you piled in, waiting for Filch to pass. You suddenly felt very warm, turning, you bit back a yell. Standing in front of you was a three-headed dog. You looked down and saw a trapdoor.

"Harry." You tugged on his sleeve.

"Not now, Y/n."

"Harry! Look!" You turned him around. Ron and Hermione turned around as well. The three of them screamed and Harry dragged you away. You were too distracting. What was the dog guarding?

Back in the Common Room, Hermione turned to the boys who were wondering why the dog was there. "You weren't looking, were you? The dog was standing on a trapdoor, it was guarding something. Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either one of you gets another clever idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled!'

"She needs to sort out her priorities." Ron muttered to Harry as you followed Hermione up the stairs to the girl's dorm. Up in your dorm, you pulled out your sketchbook and drew the three-headed dog. You grabbed a small notebook you had gotten at Diagon Alley. You hadn't put anything in it yet, but now you had something to put in it. You opened to the first page.

-Hagrid picked up a small package for Dumbledore from a high-security vault which someone attempted to break in later that day

-In the forbidden 3rd floor, there is a three-headed dog on a trapdoor

-Professor Quirrelll's stuttering seems faked

-The air around Professor Quirrelll does NOT smell like garlic like people suspect

-Whenever Professor Quirrelll turns around, my scar hurts

You put your quill down, something strange was going on at Hogwarts and you were going to find out what.