Serendipity | Fred Weasley X Reader

⋅•☆Chapter 5 - An interesting day☆•⋅

Y/n's POV

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We were outside attending our first flying lesson taught by Madame Hooch. We were lined up in two lines facing each other with a broom placed in front of each student.

"Good afternoon Class Madame Hooch" said as she walked to the front of the class.

We all replied with "Good afternoon madam Hooch."

She turned around and said, "Welcome to your first flying lesson." One peculiar thing about her is how her eyes seemed hawk-like at the most. "Well what are you waiting for, everyone step up to the left side of your broomstick."

We did as she said and stood by our brooms.

"Stick your right hand over the broom and say Up." She instructed.

"Up!" Harry and I said in unison. Almost immediately our brooms flew up to our hands. Me and Harry sent each other a proud look and did a high five.

"This is so cool!" I whispered to Harry. He nodded happily in reply.

I looked across and saw that Draco was able to get the broom into his hand. He looked up at me and I smiled while he gave off a subtle grin.

"Up...up!" Ron was continuously repeating his words in an attempt to make the broom fly up to his hand but it failed.

I looked towards Hermione and she was doing the same. Her broom seemed to just move around rather than fly up to her hand.

"With feeling." Madame Hooch instructed.

Ron was starting to get frustrated which ended up with his broom flying up and hitting him in the face.

"Oof, that's gonna leave a mark." I said as the others began to laugh.

"Oh shut up Y/n." Ron said as he started rubbing his face.

Later on everyone already got their brooms in their hands and were now waiting for Madam Hooch's orders.

"Now once you get hold of your broom, I want you to mount it." She instructed which everyone began to follow. "Grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end." She inspected all of us as we followed her instructions. "When I blow my whistle I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your brooms steady. Hover for a moment then lead forward slightly and touch back down." She paused, "On my whistle, 3....2....1" and she blew her whistle.

Before any of us could get off the ground, Neville started flying off the ground. All of us began telling Neville to go back down but he was having trouble controlling his broom.

This isn't going to end well at all. I said under my breath.

We all watched as he flew higher and faster into the sky. Madam Hooch was telling him to come back down but he couldn't. He began flying around and hitting the walls of the castle and flying out of control. He began flying into our direction so we all scattered to get out of his way.

He then flew past a statue which caught his cloak. The cloak began to rip which caused him to fall but another statue caught his cloak again but he eventually landed on the ground with a loud thud and a painful grunt.

Madam Hooch went towards him and inspected him for any injuries. "Oh dear, it's a broken wrist." She helped Neville up to his feet and began instructing us to stay put and not do anything until she comes back from the Hospital wing.

I watched as the two headed towards the Hospital wing but my attention was brought elsewhere when I heard Draco's voice.

"Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump was giving this a squeeze he would have remembered to fall on his fat arse." He said as he held the remembrall in his hands.