If Walls Could Talk / Harry Potter x HOTD crossover

8. Nimbus

"You have the new Nimbus." Draco remarked coming up to Vaera and Davina. 

"Our dad spoils us." Vaera agreed. 

"I'm going to make the team this year." Davina informed him. 

"Are you? They rarely have first years." Draco countered. 

"Well they are looking for a beater and I am going to beat the hell out of that ball." Davina informed him. Draco smirked back at her. 

Gryffindor and Slytherin, were lined up in two rows with brooms by their sides. The teacher, Madam Hooch, came down the line. She had short hair and hawk yellow eyes.

"Good afternoon, class."

"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch." they echoed.

"Good afternoon, good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, up!"

"Up!" they echoed. Davina had her broom up quickly, one up and she was ready to take off. 

"Wait for me." vaera insisted. "Up please." She requested and her broom met her hand. 

"You were so nice about it." Davina chuckled. 

"Up!" After Harry said "Up"!, the broom immediately flew into his hand. "Wow." Harry said amazed as he grasped it. Hermione stared at him amazed herself as she was struggling to ger her broom in hand.

"Up!" Draco demanded and the broomstick flew up and Draco smugly grinned back at his friends. He winked back at Vaera and Davina. 

"With feeling!" Hooch instructed.

"With feeling theo!" Davina declared. "FEEL! THE! BROOM!"

"I'm fucking trying." Theo grumbled. "Stop being so cute and distracting me." 

"You must be double distracted then." Davina remarked leaning into Vaera. Vaera laughed out. 

"Up. Up. Up. Up." Hermione begged as her broomstick slowly rose.

"Up!!" Ron shouted and his broom immediately shot up and whacked him on the nose. "Ooh!" he groaned out, Harry laughed ''Shut up, Harry." Ron griped before laughing himself.

"Up!" Aemond got a hold of his and Davina gave him a little clap from down the line. 

"Tame that broom!" Davina declared making Aemond blush. 

"Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end." Hooch instructed and the class mounted on their broomsticks. "When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2..." She blew the whistle. However, Neville's broomstick somehow lifts him off the ground. Neville immediately lifted off. He was terrified. Davina got up rising and lowering back down annoyed when Hooch whistled again, things were just getting good. 

"Oh..." Neville murmured as he got higher.

"Mr. Longbottom." Hooch demanded.

"Neville, what are you doing?"

"Neville...Neville..." The students called up to him.

"We're not supposed to take off, yet." Vaera called up to him but Neville was soaring away uncontrollably.

"M-M-Mr. Longbottom! Mr. Longbottom!" Hooch shouted. Neville screamed out as Hooch was being quite useless repeating his name over and over again like that was going to do anything while he was flying and screaming and out of control and clearly in need of more help than his name being shouted out.