7 years

4

Harry's POV:

That afternoon, outside the castle, the students of Gryffindor and Slytherin were lined up in two rows with brooms by their sides while the teacher, Madam Hooch, came down the line. She had short hair and eyes that resembled hawk eyes, a right yellow color.

"Good afternoon, class."

"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch." Everyone said in unison.

"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!" The class says at different times.

However, after I said, "Up!" The broom immediately flies into his hand.

"Wow," I mumble to myself in amazement.

I could feel Hermione staring at me as the class continued.

"Up!" Draco shouts, and the broomstick flies up. Draco smugly grins.

"Up. Up!" Ron shouts, annoyed. "How did you do it, Harry?"

Hooch answers Rom instead, "With feeling!"

Hermione shouts as her broomstick slowly rises. "Up. Up. Up. Up."

Ron screamed, "Up!!" And his broom immediately shot up and whacked him on the nose. "Ooh!"

I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Shut up, Harry." Ron then seemingly starts to laugh after he recovered, so I didn't feel bad for laughing or bother apologizing.

"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 whole class mounts on their broomsticks with ease.

"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, then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle. 3, 2..."

She blows the whistle. However, Neville's broomstick somehow lifts him off the ground. Neville immediately lifts off. He looked quite frightened.

"Oh..."

"Mr. Longbottom." Hooch said in a warning voice.

"Neville, what are you doing?" Some random girl spoke.

"Neville... Neville..."

"We're not supposed to take off yet, loser." Remington laughed as he looked over at Draco. Draco was laughing as well.

As Neville begins soaring away uncontrollably, Hooch tries to run after him. "M-M-M-Mr. Longb-!"

"AHH!" Neville screamed in fear as he flew away.

"Mr. Longbottom!"

"Down! Down! Ahhhh!" Neville shouts in a panic.

"Neville!" I shout as I look up at him.

"Help!!!" He cried as he immediately skyrockets towards the sky.

"Come back down this instant!" Hooch shouted.

"AHH!"

He flies uncontrollably in the air and hits a wall, conking along it and then swooping off. All the while, he is screaming. He begins to zoom back towards the group of students. Hooch quickly holds out her wand to stop him.

"Help!"

"Mr. Longbottom-!"

However, the students quickly stand back as Hooch dives out of the way, allowing Neville to fly right through. Neville goes through the scatter and up a tower.