My first love (Harry Potter X y/n)

Flying class <3

H POV

"Hey Ron, somebody broke into Gringotts, listen. 'Believed to be the work of the Dark wizards or witches unknown Gringotts goblins while acknowledging the breach, insist nothing was taken. The vault in question, number 713, had in fact been emptied earlier that very same day.' Wow."

It was mail day so the entire hall was filled with flying owls and falling letters.

It's a bit strange that somebody would stupidly break into Gringotts, as I'd thought it would have top tier security. Guess not.

"That's odd. That's the vault me, Harry and Hagrid went to." Y/n had a point. I knew the vault sounded familiar and that was it. I very much doubt that Hagrid would break in, any teacher for that fact...apart from Snape. I bet he would do something like that.

We all shared the same confused glare to one another.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Well he needed something stopping off and he gave me it. It was a small parcel type of thing. I wasn't allowed to know what was inside it. It must have been important though. When I gave it to the goblin and told him that it was about 'you-know-what in vault you-know-which' he seemed to understand almost straight away."

Things just didn't exactly add up. If neither me nor y/n wasn't allowed to know, I highly doubt any other student would know. It gotta be a teacher. It has to be.

The only person that I can think of would be Snape. I mean, I wouldn't put it past him, if someone told me it was him I wouldn't be at all shocked.

"Well looks like our investigation will have to continue after Madam Hooch's class."

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Y/ N POV

I was absolutely dreading flying class. Mainly from my fear of heights but also because knowing me, I'll probably fall.

"Good afternoon, class."

"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch," we all groaned.

"Welcome to your first flying lesson."

There was an awkward silence for about a minute while we all looked helplessly at her.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now hurry up."

It's been a solid two minutes and this woman is already driving me insane.

"Stick your right hand over the broom and say UP."

I turned to everyone else to see what they were doing. Harry was the first to catch his. He did it almost straight away, unlike the rest of the class.

I managed to do it not long after Harry which isn't bad.

A loud wack came from Ron's direction, he managed to levitate it but just didn't...grab it. Instead, it hit him right in the mouth. Harry and I both burst out laughing while Hermione still couldn't get the hang of it.

"Shut up you two" he chuckled.

"Now, once you've got a hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end."

Oh no. I can tell this isn't gonna go how it should.

"When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick from the ground hard. Keep your broom steady and hover for a moment, then lean forwards slightly and touch back down."

I turned to Harry with a stern look on my face. He has a way of understanding my very...unusual face I'll expression. In an attempt to reassure me he patted my shoulder ad laughed a little.