Just another Weasley~(Harry potter ff)

Chapter 6~ Flying only causes trouble

**** Hey guys Kait here yay another chapter! Well this one is a little different it's from Semira's point of view and I hope you enjoy! :-)

I stood in the sun, letting the hair wip my braid around. Sometimes, if I was lucky, I could pretend that everything is perfect. In reality there is no such thing. No matter how much I dreamed. Perfection, is only in the world of dreams, and we're living in reality.

"Semira, Semira snap out of it!" I heard Draco yell. I quickly opened my eyes, and my violet ones, met his blue ones. "What's wrong with you?" He asked. "Nothing." 

"I was just enjoying the sunlight. It's not like a get a whole lot of it." I gestured to my pale skin. My skin always seemed pretty pale, I mean England doesn't get a whole lot of sun, but still, sometimes I felt out of place. Even with Draco. We weren't dating or anything, he was just my friend. He could be mean sometimes, a little rude, but never to me. He was really my only friend, and I told myself I would never lose him.

"I can't wait to show Potter up. I bet he's never even touched a broom!" Draco said. Crabbe and Goyle snickered at that. Sometimes when I was with Draco, I felt that all he ever talked about was 'Potter'. It got kinda of annoying. While Draco, droned on about how much better he was then Potter, I saw the Gryffindor's walk out on the field. I saw Harry along with that Amelia girl. They were walking out together. A ginger on Harry's side, a Weasley I believe, and a brunette on Amelia's. They were laughing and talking. I sighed to myself, wouldn't it be nice to have friends like that. I looked over at Draco, it only took him a few moments to notice I as staring at him. "What is it mira?" His tone had lost the taunting, that it had before. He really did care for me. Why wasn't he enough?

After a few minutes of everyone talking Madam Hooch, the flight teacher arrived. She had short gray spikey hair, and yellow eyes that resembled a hawks. "Well, what are you waiting for?" She barked. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on hurry up."

I stood next to a broom and observed it. It was obviously old, the wood looked as if it would break at my touch. I had seen nicer ones. I didn't have my own broom, but Draco did, he had taught me how to fly one. I found flying to be very fun indeed. The wind on your face, looking down at the lights and the city below. I absolutely loved the thrill of it.

Madam Hooch interupted my thoughts. "Stick out your right hand over your broom, and say UP!"  A chours of "UP'S!" were shouted. My broom hestiated a little, but it willingly jumped up into my hand. I smiled to myself and looked around to see how the other Slytherins were doing. Draco's broom flew directly into his hands, no suprise there. Pansy Parkison's hovered in the air, as if it couldn't decide wether it wanted to stay on the ground, or go up. Crabbe's broom rolled over, and Goyle's just shook on the ground.

I looked at the Gryffindors to see they're progress. Both Harry's broom and the Brunette's broom flew straight into there hands. The Weasly's broom wobbled in the air for a bit before flying into his hand. Amelia seemed to be having almost no trouble. Her broom rolled on the ground before quickly shooting up into her waiting fingers. A smile appeared on her face as she grasped the broom. Hermione's broom simply rolled around on the ground and one poor kid's broom hadn't even moved. I was tempted to make a snide comment at him and let my Slytherin side out when Madam Hooch called out for us to listen to her.

She told us how to mount are brooms properly and how to grip the handle. She walked up and down the rows of brooms, correcting students grips, and giving out pointers. I almost let out a laugh when she told Draco that he'd been griping his broom incorrectly for years. "Now, when I blow my whistle, you kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet, then come stright down by leaning forward slightly." I rolled my eyes, couldn't we have a little more fun? "On my whistle-three" I tightened my grip on the handle "-two" I prepared to kick, before she blew the whistle a boy flew up into the air, the same boy who was having trouble with his broom earlier. "Come back boy!" Madam Hooch shouted. But, he just kept rising higher and higher, at least twenty feet in the air. "He's going to fall." I whispered. "What did you say?" Draco asked craning his head towards me. "He's going to fall." I said louder, urgency coating my voice. "He looks fine. If Longbottom knows how to hold on.....' he trailed off as I dropped my broom, my instincts were starting to kick in. I noticed him trembling, my heart actually clenched.  He started to slip, and then he fell.

He fell, facedown in the grass, a few feet away from me. The girl with brow hair ran forward. "Are you ok?" She asked her voice frantic, as she knelt down into the grass to see if he was ok. She checked for a pulse and was relieved to find one, "You'll be fine." She reassured him. "That's too bad." I muttered dryly and Draco snickered. I cringed after I said it, it was pathetic that I had to keep up a Slytherin image.  All of the Gryffindors sent me dark looks. Madam Hooch ran over and pushed the girl with brown air out of the way. "Broken wrist." She muttered her face whiter then the boy's. "Come on, boy- it's alright, up you get. None of you is to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quiddtich.' Come on dear."

Only a few seconds after Madam Hooch was gone, I noticed something in the ground, a round glass ball, a Remembrall. After I picked it up I heard Draco speak. "Did you see his face? The great lump." All the other Slytherins laughed, I only frowned. "Shut up, Malfloy." The brunette snapped. "Ooh sticking up for Longbottom? Never thought you'd like fat little cry-babies Danielle." I stood silent. "Look!" said Draco, pointing at my hand. "It's that stupid thing Longbottoms Gran sent him." He plucked  the Remembrall out of my hands. "Draco." I protested, but I was cut of by Harry who said "Give that here Malfoy." Amelia was standing next to him with her hands clenched into fists, it looked like she was resiting the urge to punch him. "I think, I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find- how about- up a tree?" Draco said with a smile playing on his lips. "Draco!" I protested again, I did not want him getting in trouble. Only to be cut off again this time by Amelia. "Give it here!" she yelled. Hm, she was feistier than I thought.

Draco, oblivous to my protests hopped on his broom and took off, into the air. "Come and get it Potter! Blondie!" Harry grabbed his broom and a girl shouted out "No! Madam Hooch told us not to move-you'll get us all in trouble!"

"Let him do it." The girl named Danielle said holding the girl back. "We can't stop them, so we might as well just let them." Harry kicked hard againest the ground, with Amelia not far behind  flew up into the air.

I smiled, it was obviously his first time flying, and he looked as if he enjoyed every second of it. Most of the girls gasped and Danielle shouted out "Whooo! Go Harry! You've got this Amelia!"

I was surprised at Harry's flying ability's. Amelia obviously has been doing this for years you could tell how much talent she had on a broom. Even Draco was shocked. Both Amelia and Harry zoomed after Draco trying to catch the Remembrall. I couldn't hear what they were saying, their voices were carried away by the wind.

Draco then shouted, his voice loud and clear "Catch it if you can then!" He threw the Remembrall high into the air and streaked back towards the ground.

Amelia didn't seem to realize what happened until Harry had already shot forward to get the ball. She quickly leaned down, chasing after Harry and the ball.

"She's going to crash into the ground." I said loud enough for Danielle and the Weasley to hear. "What?" The Weasly said. "She's a brilliant flier, she's been flying forever. She won't crash." He stated while Danielle looked at me skeptically. "Well, if someone doesn't stop her, she will. She's going too fast and she's leaning too far forwards. A crash like that, could kill her, espically if it's head first."

Danielle glanced at Amelia and gasped "Merlin, Ron she's right! How do we stop her. She could get seriously hurt or-"I made a quick decision and knew I was gonna regret it. I didn't cherish the moment like I normally did as I mounted my broom. I leaned forward and sped towards Amelia. She realized I was coming for her and made eye contact with me, only to glare and I returned it. She started to slow down as I got closer, but she was still going too fast. And she was getting closer to the ground. "Slow down your going to crash"!! I yelled as the wind whipped around us, I tried to get closer to her and send her a serious look but her blonde hair was flowing around in all directions. "I don't need flying lessons from you"!! I barely heard her yell back. I sighed, There was only one way to guarentee she didn't crash. If, I knocked her off of her broom, she wouldn't crash. She would hit the ground, but she would still live, I mean we weren't that high up. I went as fast as I could, my braid wiping around my face and I crashed into Amelia head on.  We both tumbled off of our brooms and we fell.

As I fell I saw the clouds and the sky. My braid falling with me. My robes wiped around my body.I breifly heard some people scream. I saw people running towards us before everything was just darkness.