Ana's POV
Today, we were all in the Great Hall talking about the flying lessons we were going to take. Too bad they are with the Slytherins.
"I don't know what to do!" Hermione shrieks. "I read all the books I could in the library but they don't explain how to fly on a broom!"
Silly girl. You can't learn to fly on a broomstick from reading. Some things you can only learn through experience.
Do you know an easy way to fly? I ask the voice, hoping for a short cut as I was as nervous as Neville.
You cannot take a short cut though I expect that you will be able to learn quite quickly.
I hope the voice is right because right now I am so anxious I feel sick. I mean, what if I fly but then I fall off or what if I'm the only one who can't fly and everyone laughs at me or what if I crash into the school and am never heard from again!
Calm down child, there is nothing to worry about. If you even manage to get your broom in your hand and start flying, the flying instructor will be there to make sure nothing goes wrong. Just hearing Tom's calming voice made me feel better. He seemed familiar somehow but I don't understand how.
Do I know you from somewhere? I question him. You seem familiar. Like I've known you for my entire life.
Yes, you do but cannot tell you why, yet. I start thinking about where I would know a mysterious voice from when I get interrupted from my thoughts.
"Hey Ana! Quit zoning out on us. You've been doing that a lot lately. Are you okay?" Harry questions. Now everyone is looking at me.
"Ya, sorry, I was thinking about the flying lesson. It's going to be awesome." I comfort them. Hermione narrows her eyes at me, suspicious as ever but Harry and Ron turn a blind eye.
"Well, let's go to the field now. I'm so excited but it sucks that we have to do it with Slytherin." Ron grunts. "I can here him now. 'My father has taught me on the broomstick since I was two' and 'Wow, it doesn't surprise me that I am better than all of you at this, after all, I am a pureblood' Malfoy has this way of getting on my nerves." Harry and I laugh while Hermione suppresses a smile.
~~~ Not a timeskip but just going somewhere else ~~~
Third Person POV
'Yes, she is definitely my daughter. I can sense it.' A strange voice whispers through an abandoned place-that-no-one-can-find-for-the-sake-of-the-plot.
"What will you do, my lord?" A nervous professor asks, nervously.
'Watch over her Quirrel and when the time is right, she will join me.'
~~~ Back to flying lessons ~~~
Ana's POV
"This is going to be awesome!" I squeal, all lingering anxiousness gone. "I can't wait to fly."
"Okay everyone, listen up. I am Madam Hooch and I am your flying instructor. Now everyone line up beside a broom and stick out your right hand above it." Madam Hooch introduces. I walk beside a broomstick with Harry on my left and Hermione on my right. Across the field, I could see Malfoy looking smugly at us.
"When I say go, command your broom to go to your hand by saying 'up'. Not all of you will get it on the first try so don't worry." Madam Hooch explains. "Ready, go!"
After the command, I could hear everyone start yelling up. I saw Harry's and Malfoy's brooms go to their hands instantly, Ron's smacked him in the face and Hermione's rolled over like a dead dog.
I closed my eyes, took my time and concentrated, willing the broom to jump into my hand. I could feel something hard appear in my hand and I opened my eyes to see the broomstick in my hand. Wow! I didn't even have to say anything. Take that Malfoy!
"Okay everyone, now that you have your brooms in your hand, I want you to get on it like this." Everyone who couldn't get their brooms in their hand just picked them off the floor, slightly rejected. Madam Hooch then went around correcting the way people were holding the broom and me and my friends all laughed when Madam Hooch said that Malfoy had been doing it wrong for years.
"Now, when I blow the whistle, kick off the ground." I heard a 'three, two...' but before she finished, Neville kicked off early.
"And he's going to die." I whisper to myself, while watching the boy fly out of control.
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Voldemort's Daughter {Harry Potter Fanfic}
FanfictionAna Wells was abandoned by her mother when she was a newborn and has spent the past 11 years of her life in an orphanage. When Ana receives a letter from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry her whole life changes. Follow her on an adventure f...
