Flying lessons, I hate them! That's all I'm going to say. I can't work a broomstick. I always fall off and everyone laughs at me, everyone... except Hermione. But that's not the point, I'm the class fool. I don't want to do it.
I walked up to the rest of the class alone. Hermione was with Harry and Ron. They were her friends and I knew she needed to spend time with them but I felt lonely... like an outsider. I missed her. With her I didn't feel as awkward as I do right now.
The professor gave us some instructions and the rest of the class carried them out. I stared down at the broomstick. It rolled around the ground as if it was desperate to get moving.
"River, you are the only one who hasn't done as I asked." The professor said calmly.
I swallowed. Great, now I'm in trouble. I looked up at the professor. "I'm sorry." I whispered.
"Do them now." The professor said.
By now the whole class was watching me. Great! Here comes some humiliation.
I began carrying out the instructions.
"You can do it, River." Hermione smiled softly, an encouraging glint in her eye.
Can you guess how it ended? ... in disaster! Exactly how I expected it to go.
I tried hovering like the teacher told me but the broomstick turned upside down and I fell off, landing on the ground with a loud thump. I broke my right arm and blacked out.
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Give Me One Chance, Please - a Hermione Granger story
FanfictionHermione Granger, the smartest young witch in her year, meets River Malfoy, Draco Malfoy's twin sister. At first Hermione thinks River is exactly like her brother, but she's not. Placed in Gryffindor and shunned by her family, River struggles in sch...
