WE BOTH HAVE SCARS
Chapter 8: Flying
[Your POV]
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We all stood next to a broom, I stood next to Harry, Ron and Hermione was on the other side of Harry. Harry tried to ask me for me to stand next to Hermione instead of him standing next to her but I just rolled my eyes and stood still. What is the boys problem with Hermione? Yes she's a bit bossy but thats only because she wants to help.
"Good afternoon class." A woman shouted walking down to the bottom of us.
"Good afternoon Madam Hooch." We all called back.
"Welcome to your first flying lesson! Well what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broom stick. Come on now hurry up."
I was rather nervous to be doing my first flying lesson. What if I make a fool of myself? What if i'm rubbish at flying? I hadn't realised I hadn't moved because of my thoughts.
"Come on y/n." Ron said laughing.
"Oh uh-" I murmured as Harry laughed.
"Stick your right hand over the broom and say up." Madam Hooch called.
"Up!" We all said. Harry's broom flew up into his hand immediately.
"How did you do that!" I asked him.
"It's easy, and she said right hand not left hand." Harry said laughing. I hadn't realised I was holding out the wrong hand. I was to nervous.
"Here." He said putting my left hand down and pulling my right hand up.
I flinched at the feel of his touch, my whole life when someones touched me it had been to take me to the small horrible dark room.
"Now say up." Harry said with a smile.
"Up." I said quietly.
"With fear!" Madam hooch called.
"Up!" I said a bit louder and my broom flew into my hand.
"Up. Up. Up." Hermione and Ron said from beside me struggling to get the broom to listen.
"Up!" Ron said but the broom slammed right in his face. I laughed as he rubbed his nose.
"Shut up y/n." He said trying not to laugh but failing.
"Now. Once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it." Madam Hooch said as Harry eagerly mounted his broom.
"Grip it tight. You don't want to be sliding off the end. When I blow my whistle. I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard, keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle 3,2." Madam Hooch said then moving on to blowing her whistle. Neville immediately hovered off the ground, going higher and higher.
"Mr. Longbottom." Madam Hooch said looking at Neville as he flew higher and higher from the ground.
"Neville come down!" I called.
"M-Mr- Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch shouted as Neville flew away screaming.
"Help!" Neville shouted as his broom did what it wanted.
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𝑤𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑠 ϟ | Harry Potter x Reader (not finished)
Romanceఌ"Looks like we both have scars." ఌthe girl who was held in a lab since birth and the boy who was held in a home where he was not welcome. ☾you're character in this story is based off of eleven from stranger thing, you just have a different number...
