"When I heard flying lessons, I thought they were going to teach levitation or something like Raywing." Harry muttered to himself, staring at the broom at his feet.
"Now," Madam Hooch announced, "I want you to hold out your hands, and say, UP."
All the students quickly followed her orders, though only a few were able to get their broom to obey. Harry was among that few.
Madam Hooch nodded in satisfaction, and showed them how to mount the broom, and was preparing to signal them, when Neville accidentally launched himself, and wound up braking his wrist. Hooch quickly took him to Madam Pomfrey, with a warning not to ride their brooms until she got back, under threat of expulsion.
As soon as Hooch was out of sight, the Slytherins, lead by Draco, began laughing and insulting the boy. Just as the Griffindors started to defend their fellow House member, Draco noticed something lying in the grass.
"It's that stupid thing Longbottom's grandma sent."
Harry grumbled to himself.
"Give it here Malfoy." Harry said coldly. He had learned the art of controlling his emotions from his elder sister Luna, though he was definitely no master of it.
Everyone stopped talking to watch this conversation. Everyone knew that Draco was shaping up to be the leader of the First Year Slytherins, while Harry wasbelieved by many to be the likely leader of the Griffindor First Years. With the famous rivalry between the houses, it was inevitable that the pair would face of. Will it be now? Everyone wondered.
Rather than answering, Draco leapped onto his broom, and flew up.
"Come and get it Potter!" He called.
Harry stared at Malfoy, and the other students nearby began to hear him chanting, and pointed it out to those nearby. He's casting another of those other world spells! They told each other excitedly.
To the surprise of everyone, Harry started to fly the instant his incantation ceased, but unlike Malfoy, without the benefit of broomstick.
Harry quickly flew over to where Malfoy was hovering.
"Give it here, OR ELSE!" Harry stated.
Draco quickly shook off the shock, and threw the glass ball as hard as he could, and then took off for the ground.
Harry dashed at full speed for the ball.
Glad I chose Raywing rather than Levitation. He thought to himself as he easily caught it.
"HARRY INVERSE!" McGonagall called out, running towards them. "You were flying! FLYING! How?"
"Just a simple spell I learned. One of my favorites actually. Used to play catch with it before my sister left." Harry said.
"Follow me." McGonagall order, and lead him back into the castle, where she borrowed an older student named Oliver Wood.
"I believe I have found you a Seeker." She said without preamble. He caught this ball in midair, WITHOUT A BROOM! One of the best pieces of flying I have ever seen. If he shows the same talent with one, he'll be easily as good as Charlie Weasley was."
Wood started looking Harry over.
"Have to see if he is as good, but that shouldn't be too hard to find out, Professor." He said. "He's even got the build for it. Small, light, speedy.
"If he works out, we'll have to get him a decent broom though."
"I'll speak to the Headmaster about bending the rule against First Years on the team. We simply must have a decent showing this year." McGonagall stated.
And so, Harry found himself on the Griffindor Quidditch team his first year.
Can we say TOAST!)
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