the twins that lived marauders era react

facts and feathers

[Outside in the courtyard, day time. Oliver and Harry appear, carrying a trunk. They put it down.]

Everyone Minus Lily and Molly was still upset over the whole Harry and Mia thing but James and Sirius was happy to see him learn about their favorite sport.

Oliver: Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each time has seven players. Three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper and a Seeker. That's you. There are three kinds of balls. [picks up a red one] This one's called the Quaffle. Now, the chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. [Points to the hoops in the Quidditch pitch in the distance.] The keeper, that's me, defends the hoops. [throws ball to Harry.] With me so far?

The Muggle-borns who didn't know much about the wizarding sport listened closely.

Harry: [throws back] I think so. What are those? [points to two squirming chained down balls.]

Oliver: You better take this. [hands Harry a small bat. He bends down and releases one ball. With an angry growl, it flies off into the air. The two boys watch it.] Careful now, it's coming back. [The balls comes whizzing down, and Harry cracks at it with the bat. The ball soars off through a statue, surprisingly without damaging it.] Not bad, Potter. You'd make a fair Beater. Uh-oh. [The ball zooms down, and Oliver grabs it, wriggling to get it back in the box. He succeeds and is out of breath.]

Harry: What was that?!

Oliver: Bludger. Nasty little buggers. But you are a Seeker. And the only thing I want you to worry about is this. The Golden Snitch. [hands Harry a walnut sized golden ball.]

Harry: I like this ball.

Oliver: Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see.

Some agreed with him.

Harry: What do I do with it?

Oliver: You catch it. Before the other team's Seeker. You catch this, the game is over. You catch this, Potter, and we win.

"That is not always true" Mia smirked some looked at her confused but she just pointed at the screen.

[The ball flutters out two delicate wings and jumps into the air. Harry keeps an eye on it.]

Harry: Whoa!

[In Professor Flitwick's class. Filtwick is very short, and is standing on a bunch of books to make up for his stature and to see his class.]

"Charms is my favorite next to potions" Mia smiled Professor Flitwick smiled at her happy his students enjoy his class.

Flitwick: One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation, or the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you have your feathers? [Hermione raises hers.] Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practising. Hmm? The swish and flick. Everyone.

All (including Flitwick): The swish and flick.

Flitwick: Good. Oh, and enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go, then.

[The class begin to enunciate and doing the movements on their feathers]

Theodore: Wingardium Levio-saaa.

The hall snorted at Theo trying to do the spell.

All: Wingardium Leviosa.

Mia: Wingardium Leviosa [ Mia feather rose above her head]

Flitwick: Well done miss Potter five points so Slytherin see everyone miss Potter has done it.

Ron: Wingardrium Leviosar! [He waves his wand really fast numerous times because he thinks the spell didn't work. Hermione stops him.]

"Oh my" Lily spoke. "And I thought I was bad at charms in first year" Peter snorted.

Hermione: No, stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-o-sa, not Leviosar.

Ron: You do it, then, if you're so clever. Go on, go on.

[Hermione straightens up and swishes her wand.]

Hermione: Wingardium Leviosa. [The feather glows and lifts up.]

Flitwick: Oh, well done! See here, everyone, Miss Granger's done it as well! Oh, splendid!

[Ron puts his head on his books dejectedly. Seamus begins swishing at his feather.]

Seamus: Wingard Leviosa. Wingar-

Flitwick: Well done, dear.

[An almighty explosion flashes. Flitwick gasps, as Ron and Hermione turn to the source of the explosion]

"That kid is a walking bomb" Sirius snorted James laughed Remus agreed.

Flitwick: Whooaaa! Ooh.

[We see that Seamus is charred again with his feather, now smoldering to ashes.]

Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.

[Neville, Harry, Ron and Seamus are walking through a courtyard with other students all around.]

Ron: [mimicking Hermione] "It's Levioooosa, not Leviosaaaar." [normal voice] She's a nightmare, honestly! No wonder she hasn't got any friends!

"RONALD" Molly scolded "It's okay Mrs. Weasley he makes up for it" Hermione replied.

[Hermione rushes past Ron, hugging her books and sniffling in tears.]

Harry: I think she heard you.

[Hermione disappears into the crowd, deeply hurt by Ron's words.]