The hall was tense but no one said anything. Lilith and Lyra shut their mouths when they saw the look Reyana was giving. Bucky sat with Steve. Alessia was with Damian. The movie resumed.
[That afternoon, outside the castle, the students, Gryffindor and Slytherin, are lined up in two rows with brooms by their sides. The teacher, Madam Hooch, comes down the line. She has short hair and hawk yellow eyes.]
Madam Hooch grinned at her appearance while all quidditch player beamed at their coach.
Hooch: Good afternoon, class.
Class: Good afternoon, Madam Hooch.
Hooch: Good afternoon, Amanda, good afternoon. [to the class] 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!
Class: Up!
[After Harry said "Up"!, the broom immediately flies into his hand.]
"You're natural Harry just like your father." Young Remus said.
"Of course he is. And so is Lilith." James said with much confidence. The latter part made a few knowing people snort. Fred and George burst out laughing remembering their first flying class.
"Fred!" Lilith exclaimed at her boyfriend knowing why he was so busy laughing.
"I'm sorry flower but I just can't help it. Do you remember her hair?" He asked to her godsisters. That was enough to make even Lyra burst out followed Reyana who had been upset a few moments before.
"Oh yea!"
"Reyana you traitor not you too." Lilith called out.
"I'm sorry!" Rey said as she choked.
" I'm awful at flying." Lilith told her father. Making him let out a gasp.
"Did you inherit Lilyflowers god awful curse of flying!?" He questioned.
"What's that supposed to mean questioned the redhead. They laughed as lily scolded James.
Harry: [amazed] Wow.
[Hermione stares at him as the class continues.]
Draco: Up! [broomstick flies up and Draco smugly grins.]
Hooch: With feeling!
Hermione: [as her broomstick slowly rises] Up. Up. Up. Up.
"Someone's annoyed..." George said to his most definitely future sister in law.
"Oh wait for what happens next." Harry said remembering what followed.
Ron: Up!! [His broom immediately shot up and whacked him on the nose] Ooh! [Harry laughs]Shut up, Harry. [Ron then seemingly starts to laugh after he recovered]
Everyone bursts out with laughter. Even Damian snigger forgetting about a certain grey eyed girl for a moment.
Hooch: 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. [the class mounts 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...
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Mischief Managed
FanfictionThe marauders pass on their legacy to their three daughters. Reyana, Lilith and Lyra. As these girls enter Hogwarts, they make chaos and fill the saddened walls of the castle once again with happiness and laughter. But dark past never leave you alon...
