As Astraea expected, Flying class sucked. However, what she didn't expect is having to go to Poppy.
As usual, Madam Hooch told them to mount their brooms and practice doing a loop. Madam Hooch usually lets her off the hook, but unfortunately, Dumbeldore wanted to have a word with her, so she left Aidan O'Brian, a Ravenclaw douchebag, in charge. More to Astraea's dismay, she didn't tell him about Astraea's fear.
"Come on Black", said Aidan. "On your broom".
"You see, I have an agreement with Madam Hooch that I do not fly", she replied.
"Nice try Black. On your broom".
"I'm not messing around O'Brian. I can not fly".
"Is the daughter of Sirius Black, the most vicious man alive, after You-Know-Who, former beater of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, murderer of all, afraid of flying?"
His voice was loud to attract all the students on the field.
"Leave her alone", said Fred.
"And now you need bodyguards in order to defend you?"
"Shut up", she glared at him.
"Or what? Cry to daddy? Oh wait.." he smirked. Few Ravenclaws laughed. Actually laughed.
"Shut up", she growled. She started feeling this weird anger building inside her, begging her to let go. To be Frank, it was getting harder not to let go.
"Do they allow you to visit him in Azkaban? Do you even remember him?"
"I said SHUT UP", she growled and suddenly she couldn't hear anything except the sound of her heartbeat thumping in her ears. Then, everything went black.
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She woke up in the hospital feeling her head hurting like hell. She looked around and saw Fred, George and Angelina sitting next to her bed.
"How long was I out? Did I miss transfiguration?" she started asking groggily.
"Calm down woman", said Fred.
"Just relax and lay down till Madam Pomfrey comes back", continued George.
"How long was I out?" she asked again.
"Dinner is over", said Angelina and Astraea started to panic.
"McGonagall is going to murder me. She wanted to talk to me".
"I think she will understand", said Angelina.
"Yes calm down", said Fred.
"I don't think panicking and stressing is good for you", continued George.
"They are damn right", said Poppy coming over with Madam Hooch.
"Madam Hooch I-" Astraea started but Madam Hooch interrupted her.
"Miss Black, on my behalf I am deeply sorry for not mentioning to O'Brien that you have trouble with heights especially after Madam Pomfrey told us all teachers about your headaches. However, I do not excuse him for talking like that to you, or mentioning your father. He will be punished".
"Why did I black out?" Astraea asked fearing the answer.
"What was the last thing you remember?" Poppy asked her.
"Telling O'Brien to shut up".
"Nothing else?"
"No"
"Well, Headmaster Professor Dumbeldore requested your presence and I told him to wait till tomorrow till you can feel better".
"What happened Poppy?"
"You hexed him".
"I don't remember holding my wand"
"It will come back to you I promise. Till then, you have to drink this potion everyday when ever you feel the headaches".
"I have not finished my last potion".
"This is stronger. Don't worry dear, it is just stress".
Astraea didn't believe Poppy, but she did not ask any more questions. She decided to wait to talk to Dumbeldore.
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The next morning, Astraea hexing O'Brien is the topic going around. When she got to the Great Hall for breakfast, she got multiple reactions: Ravenclaws giving her the nasty look and muttering 'Bitch' and 'like father like daughter', Slytherins laughing and telling her she got the spirit, Hufflepuffs were afraid of her and Gryffindors were bombing her with questions.
She sat down on the Gryffindor table and put her head in her arms trying to block everyone out.
"Hey Astraea did-" Astraea had enough so she snapped.
"Yes I hexed O'Brien and no I do not remember. Why don't you fuck off?"
She looked up and saw it was Harry with a shocked expression.
"Sorry Harry", she mumbled sighing. "They just don't know when to leave the person alone".
"I know how you feel", he smile and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"You wanted to ask me something?"
"Oh yes", he beamed. "Did you hear that I made it to the Quidditch team?"
"What? That's amazing", she smiled genuinely then she frowned. "Wait. You are a first year! Aren't auditions for second years and above?"
"Well yes, but Professor McGonagall saw me flying when I was trying to stop Malfoy from hiding Nevilles's Remembrall somewhere high. We argued on the brooms so he threw the Remembrall and I caught it really fast so Professor McGonagall saw and told Oliver Wood that she found a.. a.." Harry stopped his rant trying to remember the position he was in.
"A seeker?" she asked.
"YES, a seeker. Wait I though you hate Quidditch"
"Are you kidding? I am a number one fan of Quidditch. I just can't play because I am afraid of heights"
Harry smiled when suddenly McGonagall came over to them.
"Black", she said addressing Astraea.
"Minnieeee", she smiled sheepishly.
"Finish your breakfast and meet me to go to the headmaster's office"
"Okay Minnie"
Harry saw a sad look in McGonagall's eyes when she called her Minnie, but he just brushed it off.
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Black Soul- George Weasley
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