Broom Bashing

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Not unlike the eyes watching them through a mirror right now ...

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Minerva looked down at the flying lesson with interest, "He's a natural." She said as she watched the young wizard adjust to the broom he was flying next to Hermione, "I wonder if Harry is good enough ..." She said and trailed off as she pondered the boy's skills.

You'd think that's as far as a teacher would go, but Minerva went much further than anyone would consider ethical and it was only to satisfy her curiosity ...

With a small spell and steady eye contact she singled out one student trying to take off into the air. The broomstick shot off taking the helpless student with it. Much to the horror of the class the student, who was a Slytherin, slammed into the castle wall and plummeted nearly 30 feet with the shattered remains of the broom. Another student darted forward in an attempt to catch the boy, but both were badly hurt.

"Shame ... I wanted to avoid hurting my Gryffindors, but then you can't control bravery." Minerva said proudly as she noticed Harry also tried to help, but he was much too far away unlike the injured Gryffindor who was being rushed to the infirmary with the Slytherin by Madam Hooch. Once the flying instructor left Minerva focused her sights on another helpless Slytherin ...

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"I see ... so you're officially under Narcissa's protection. I don't like that we lost our leverage with the horcruxes ... I need to think about this ..." Sam paused to look around as he and Harry entered the training grounds for flying class. "We can't talk about this with class starting soon. Thank you , Vesta. Out of curiosity, what did you make it sound like we were talking about in your illusion?" He asked with a smirk.

Harry smiled as he pointed to Vesta padding along aside them with only them being able see her, "She was making it sound like we were talking about Quidditch. She's a fan." Harry said with a snicker as the fox yipped at him.

Sam smiled in amusement and patted the fox's head knowing the fox would use her illusion to hide that action, "You'll be happy to know Quidditch season starts soon." He said making Vesta's tail twitch happily before letting her illusion over them fall.

A few minutes passed and the last students were arriving when Harry heard someone call his name, "Harry!" Harry felt and invisible Vesta climb into his robe pocket as Hermione and Ron ran over to them. "What happened after Malfoy took you away?" Ron yelled as he stumbled to a stop in front of Harry.

"Ummm why are you both nearly late?" Harry asked genuinely confused since they had plenty of time after lunch to get here.

"Errr ... well you see ..." Ron stumbled through his excuse.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "We got lost. He just doesn't want to admit it."

Ron looked confused for a split second before chuckling sheepishly, "errr ... yeah, sure." He said earning an eye roll from Hermione for his terrible acting.

"Harry was about to tell me what happened with that woman." Sam said calmly in an attempt to make the awkward silence between the two awful spies go away.

"The bitch Black, you mean." Ron spat in disgust not aware that he was creeping into dangerous territory by insulting Narcissa in front of the two wizards. Actually three wizards since Draco heard as well. Ron unknowingly made things worse for him and Hermione by calling her Black instead of Malfoy. That immediately gave away the fact that they spoke to the only other person who knew about the name change, which was Dumbledore.

Harry's eyes narrowed, "She's Lady Black actually and she adopted me so please-"

"They're Death Eaters- OW! What the fuck, Hermione!" The red head snapped at the witch who kicked him in the shin.

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