A vigilante Weasley

Flying

"Good afternoon class ", Madam Hoop started.

"Good afternoon, Madam Hoop ", the class chorused back

"Welcome to your first flying lesson ", she said cheerfully "well what are you waiting for? Everyone to the left side of their broom... "come on now, hurry up! Everyone stick your hand on top of your broom and say up!

For the next ten minutes all you could hear was the word up. After a few tries, the broom swung up, firmly into my hand.

"Not bad Weasley ", Riddle stated next to me.

I glanced at him, he had gotten it on the first try, figures.

Harry too had successfully gotten the broom in his hand while Hermione was staring at it rather frustrated, her ups going from determined to irritated.

Ronald on the other hand was a whole different case. I laughed loudly as the broomstick collided into his face only to earn a glare from him.

The boy sure knew how to hold a grudge

All of a sudden, a boy who I knew as Neville Longbottom lost complete control of his broom. He began by floating upward to flying around the school yard and landing face first on the ground.

"Everyone out of the way! ", Madam Hoop yelled, running over to him.

"I'm going to take him to the hospital wing. If I see a single broom in the air, the person riding it will be out of Hogwarts before they can say quidditch. ", she announced.

As soon as he left however, Malfoy picked up a shiny glass ball: a Remembrall, it had fallen off Neville. "Did you see the look on his face ", Malfoy laughed "maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze he would have remembered to fall on his fat arse.

"Give it here, Malfoy ", Harry said suddenly.

"No. " he said defiantly, I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How about on the roof? "He taunted as he flew up.

"What's the matter, Pottah? Bit beyond your reach? ", he mocked once in the air.

As Harry was about to mount, Granger butted in.
"Harry no way, you heard what Madam Hoop said! Besides you don 't even know how to fly that thing. ", she reasoned. For once I agreed with her.

When Harry ignored her, I stopped him "You can't be serious! You're going to risk getting expelled for a Remembrall? "

He then angrily glared at me "I know what I'm doing! Why don't you go to your friends? ", he said, gesturing to the Slytherins.

God why was everyone here, so goddamn prejudiced?

Harry mounted his broom and flew up to the air.

"What. An. Idiot. ", I said out loud and heard Riddle chuckle from behind me.

Long story short, Harry got the Remembrall only to be escorted outside with Mcgonogall and somehow become the youngest seeker in the history of Hogwarts.

Which needless to say annoyed the barnacles out of me.

From there the day was pretty much glum, I began to realize that pretty much every Gryffindor on earth hated my guts. 

How did I know you ask? Glares.

Lavender Brown: a girl who occasionally came by our house because our parents were friends = glares.

My brother Percy: A now house obsessed drama queen = glares.

For god's sake I even saw Longbottom discretely glaring at me behind my back.

And why? Because I was the horrid Weasley girl who had broken our Gryffindor family legacy. How could I ever live with the conscience of performing such a crime? (Note the sarcasm)

Even Fred and Goerge seemed distant, it wasn't that they were glaring at me, they were just avoiding me altogether. Which somehow made it worse.

I sighed, deeply annoyed "Hey Selena "I asked.

"Yeah? "

"You feel like going to the library? "

The library was really the one place I felt at home at Hogwarts. It had books on everything: potions, astronomy, herbology, muggles, mythology, transfiguration... you name it. I picked up a book: fantastic beasts and where to find them, while Selena lazily sprawled herself on the floor with her homework.

I began reading, and for a second I forgot about my problems. For a second I was at peace.