The buried spell through my eyes

Neville Longbottom Part 3

"Gryffindor" and all my nerves disappeared and the room filled with applause from the Gryffindor table. Even Harry Potter was clapping for me. I was so happy. I don't remember much of what happened that night, I guess we all just ate some marvelous food and went to bed. The next day during breakfast the mail came. A bunch of owls came swooping in carrying letters, packages. An owl dropped a package in my lap. I opened my package and saw this clear glass ball. I didn't know what it was. "Hey, look! Neville's got a Remembrall!" a boy named Seamus said "I've read about those. When the smoke turns red, it means you've forgotten something." The ball turned a dark shade of red "The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten," I said and I seriously couldn't remember. The next period was Broom Flight class. I was so excited. I have always wanted to fly. A woman with spiky white hair and yellow hawk-like eyes walked onto the field. "Good afternoon, class." The woman said I heard from other students that her name was Madam Hooch. "Good afternoon, Madam Hooch." We all replied "Good afternoon, Amanda, good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for?" Everyone steps up to the left side of their broomstick. "Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, up!" All of the sudden all I could hear was UP!! I also tried to do it and luckily enough for me, it worked, when everyone got their broom to come to them Madam Hooch screamed "Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end." the class mounts on their broomsticks. "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, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2..." My broom lifts off the ground and hovers. But I lose track and forget to focus. And I start to lose control, I start to fly in every direction."Mr. Longbottom" Madam Hooch shouts "Neville...Neville come down" All my classmates yell. My broom flewaway uncontrollably. I could hear Madam Hooch saying "M-M-Mr. Longbottom! Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch is still calling my name. I try yelling at the broom to come back to the ground. "Down, Down AHHHHHHH!" My broom flies away. I hit a wall and zoom back down to the ground. Madam Hooch takes out her wand to stop my broom but she dives out of the way, allowing me to fly straight through. My broom jolts up the tower. I zoom past a statue of a man with a spear, my cloak gets caught on the spear and I flung off my broom and I am just hanging there. But then I hear a tearing sound. I see my cloak is RIPPING. I fell to the ground when my cloak ripped completely. "Everyone out of the way! Come on, get up." Madame Hooch rushes towards me and bends down and I feel a searing pain in my left wrist."Owowowow" "Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist. Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, comeon now, up you get. Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say, Quidditch." Madam Hooch takes me to the hospital wing. I got to the hospital wing and they put me to sleep as they fixed my arm. I was sleeping for the rest of the day. But when I woke up I felt no pain! "What is this sorcery" I accidentally thought out loud "Well you are at a school for wizardry you know that right" A voice came out of nowhere. "Hello...who's there?" I say trying not to sound scared. "Oh sorry, Neville I didn't mean to scare you." A person came out of the dark. It was HARRY, HARRY POTTER, visiting me, why? What do I owe this pleasure?"Harry, Harry Potter. I am Neville Longbottom! A pleasure to meet you!" I told him. "The pleasure is all mine Neville!" Harry exclaimed. Holy Cricket! Harry Potter said my name...MY NAME?!!? "How is your arm, Neville?""Um...It's much better now, thanks for asking Harry!" The nurse Madam Pomfrey came walking in."Mr. Longbottom, what are you still doing here?" She asked "You can leave now""Ok, thank you Madam Pomfrey," I replied "I will walk with him! Madam Pomfrey, is it?" Harry stated "Yes dear, and who might you be?""I am Harry, Harry Potter" "Oh good heavens" Madam Pomfrey squeaked