Annabel Potter and the Next Generation (the bad one)

The Begining of the fucking Plot-ish

   Annabel could remember the times her parents would take her to see Quidditch in large stadiums, she could remember watching the players move, so fast and so much like a fairy. She could remember it was always Harry going and getting the popcorn while Draco stood or sat (depending on the tickets) next to her. She remembers the celebratory kiss of her fathers that she would always turn away from because "gross dad, stop kissing father in public" Harry was always dad, Draco was always father. So when Margret Maddison said that she wanted to play, Annabel felt like it tainted the game.

   "No," Annabel said breaking the silence that entered, "we won't teach you to play."
   "I don't see why not," Amy said, "I wouldn't mind the extra practice, I wanna get on the Gryffindor team."
"Yeah, I like playing quidditch, what's the harm?" Emily said while Annie nodded. So it was decided Annabel couldn't argue with that and she knew she needed the extra practice as well.

So when Tuesday was over they went to practice in the dark, though for a strange reason unknown to the others Annie passed and instead went to talk to Kirsty, the healer, in the hospital wing. The reason she gave to the others was that she had a cold and felt like throwing up. This meant it was just Annabel, Amy, Emily and Margret Maddison walking out to the quidditch field in the middle of the night.
Emily looked up to the moon, nearly full, that was unmissable in the darkness of the sky.
"Lovely night tonight," Amy said.
They each had a broom, Annabel had her own (even though first-years aren't allowed brooms she's Harry Potter's kid and like hell was she not going to have a broom), the other three had stolen brooms from the broom cupboard.

The practice soon began with Emily staying to teach Margret Maddison, who asked just to be called Maddie, as it was easier and because it made Maddie feel more adventurous, she wouldn't tell them this. Amy decided to go for a quick fly around the field, looking at the stands as well. Annabel tried so very hard to understand how to stay steady on the stick between her legs but failed miserably. The night went quite smoothly, if you count Annabel constantly falling off her broom, nearly getting caught several times by the ghosts and Hagrid and the terrifying pause when the howl of a werewolf echoed through the pitch.
   Margret Maddison did improve, though, which is a plus.

   When they got back in and in their beds Annie still wasn't there. But the others were too tired at this point so that became a tomorrow problem.

---

The next day rolled around and getting out of bed became to much of a chore, but they all got to breakfast eventually. Maddie decided to sit with them though Annie still hadn't shown up. This was worrying to Annabel. Amy and Emily thought she was dead.

   The first lesson was herbology witch was extremely boring with the screaming mandrakes but that was more quite then some of the noises from her parents room. The next lesson was flying, Annabel, who was still sour from being terrible at balancing, came with the obvious solution of taking it one step at a time rather then trying to do a double flip from the beginning.

   After an uneventful lunch more uneventful lessons came, until potions, the last lesson.

   The beginning was normal until Professor McGonagall walk in and handed professor Howell a letter and in a hushed voice she said something Annabel couldn't pick up. But for you dear reader I will tell you, she in fact said "he's back and on the move."
   Now 'he' is someone who is the antagonist for this, because 'he' is who I chose because i write this damn book and I get to ship whoever I fucking want and you have no choice in the matter.

   McGonagall swooshed her robes and left like badass. Professor Howell paused for a second, dismissed the class early then whispered with Professor Lester whose natural happy and good natured smile left his face to be replaced by a Serious one. 

   Amy and Annabel took this to go and wait outside the astronomy tower for Emily. When she does come down Annabel told her what happened and she said the same thing happened to her. This was the main topic of dinner, so Annabel decided to approach her father later about this, he was the most persuasive between the two.

   When Annabel did get back to her room Annie still wasn't present but that was in the back of her mind at this point as who gave a fuck, McGonagall stormed into classes, that was clearly more interesting then the disappearing "friend".

   Annabel wasn't able to sleep that night as she was making more and more theories about what she was talking about. But eventually she had to stop thinking about that and sleep as when in the dreamscape she can dream about dating Alf, who she had a growing crush on.

---
Hey guys, I'm here.
If you have any suggestions for ships or ideas for future chapters or any character ideas comment because I need other people to give my ideas as I cant be bothered to think for myself. Thanks

- Human #99647