Twin Rejection

Fortunate and unfortunate encounters

(Sorry again for not updating this long so I hope y'all like this chapter..I'll try to update more regularly and I already know what the next chapter will be about so :) thanks for reading my story tho)

Finally, it was flying class. Draco's been bouncing around the halls in excitement all day long... Unfortunately, Madam Hooch had injured herself and assigned Potter Sr as sub. Yay, just my luck.

Us Slytherins were already standing by the brooms when the Gryffindors came in together with Potter. Actually, all three Potters. This class is gonna be totally awesome. (Note the sarcasm)

Every single Slytherin's mood spiraled down when we heard what James was talking about. He never does talk about anything other than his son's greatest achievements which were, mind you, just lies.

"Hello class!" He grinned when they arrived. Well actually, he grinned at the lions, then glared at us. Prejudiced much.

"Today I will be teaching all of you how to fly. I'm sure all of you have been looking forward to this!"

I wish I could wipe that grin off his face.

"Since most of you probably don't know how to fly my son John here, the boy-who-lived, will give you a quick demonstration."

Actually, I don't wanna wipe the grin off, I wanna punch him in the face. The Cruciatus would've been even better but I think I'll leave that to Bella. I can take the Stinging Jinx tho....

Smirking in triumph, John mounted his broom and started flying circles above the first years.

He probably expected everyone to be in awe of his skills and clap but he got the total opposite. As soon as we saw him fly muffled snorts rang through the crowd eventually turning into loud laughter. Some like Theo were even rolling on the floor clutching their sides.

Frowning John landed again but the laughter didn't cease.

"Ooooh, someone's got a frowny face!" I said mockingly, then continued laughing when Lily stepped forward with her face as red as her hair. It looked hilarious. Like someone threw mashed tomatoes at her face.

"Stop laughing at my little Johnny! Why are you even laughing!"

God she sounds so pathetic.

"Well," I started replying, trying to hold my laughter back. "It's just... It's just hilarious to- to see a bloody overweight whale on a stick above your head!" And at this point the laughter got even worse. "The broomstick is almost drowning in his body!" A random Gryffindor with an Irish accent continued.

And now James, Lily and John were all shouting at us but nobody was listening as we couldn't even hear them anymore.

Apparently, we were so loud that even the teachers in the castle could hear us as about 10 minutes later Professor Snape walked towards us with a fast pace.

"SILENCE!" He shouted, clearly irritated. Immediately everyone quieted, stood up straight and turned to him. Except the Potters of course. They were stunned for a second before James continued shouting.

"50 points from Slytherin for the obvious disrespect!"

"I SAID SILENCE!" Professor Snape roared, fury so clear on his face that even Potter Senior bowed his head in submission.

"Now," Professor Snape continued talking but this time quietly. Yet no one dared to interrupt him as his voice held a warning tone to it that seemed to intimidate everyone. "Since you, Mr. Potter, do not seem to be capable to teach a group of 11-year-olds the easiest class to teach there is, I will be doing it for you as you are too much of a dunderhead to do so. You are dismissed. Take your wife and son with you, I don't want any trouble in this class."