Flying lessons

Flying lessons would held on Thursday and with the Slytherins.

Neville weighed his next actions as he looked at the Remembrall in his hands.

It was just that he hadn't been able to remove this tag of being Forgetful in this life.

He had to jump out the window and shout " I'm a wizard" so many times when guests doubted him that his grandmother thought he might have forgotten that he already has proved it once.

As he couldn't reveal the existence of the system he chose to bear the heavy label.

He heard Ron comforting Harry that he would be fine. They had heard from Malfoy that he was great at flying on brooms and were thus disheartened.

Malfoy certainly did talk about flying a lot.

He complained about the first years never

getting in the house Quidditch teams and told long boastful stories which always seemed to end with him narrowly avoiding the Muggles in helicopters.

He wasn't the only one though: the way Seamus Finnigan told it, he had spent most of his childhood zooming around the countryside on his broomstick.

Even Ron would tell anyone who would listen about the time he had almost hit a hang-glider on Charlie's old Broom.

Everybody from wizard families kept talking about Quidditch constantly.

Ron had been arguing with Dean Thomas, who shared their dormitory over Football when Harry approached him about his experience of brooms.

" I haven't been on a broom as my grandmother wouldn't let me," He said much to Harry's relief.

He already had too many extraordinary accidents with his feet firmly staying on ground then how could his grandmother let him get on a Broom.

Even though it did not look like it his hm grandmother really cared for him. She didn't want him to end up dead at least not until he gave the Longbottom family and heir.

It turned out that Hermione was almost as nervous about flying as Harry was. This wasn't something you could learn by heart out of a book--not that she hadn't tried.

At breakfast on Thursday she bored them all stupid with flying tips that she got out of a library book "Quidditch through the ages.

Malfoy who had been passing the Gryffindor table snatched the Remembrall from the table.

Harry and Ron, who were half-ready to fight Malfoy and only needed an excuse jumped at the opportunity.

But Professor McGonagall who spot trouble quicker than any other teachers in the school was there in a flash.

Once he was stared at Professor McGonagall even he had to give up when Neville claimed that he had taken his Remembrall.

Scowling, Malfoy dropped the Remembrall back at the table and walked away with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.

It was a clear, breezy day as they made their way into the grounds where they would be taught to fly on their brooms.

The Slytherins were already there and so were the twenty brooms lying in neat lines on the ground.

He had heard Fred and George complain about the school brooms, saying that some of them started to vibrate if you flew too high or always flew slightly towards the left.

Madam Hooch who just arrived had short, grey hair and had eyes like a hawk.

Once everyone was given the instructions to raise their brooms they all said "Up".

Neville and Harry's broom jumped into their hand at once, but it was one of the few that did.

Hermione Granger's broom had simply rolled over on the ground while some of the brooms hadn't moved at all.

Madam Hooch then showed them how to mount their brooms without sliding off the end, and walked up the rows, correcting their grips.

Harry and Ron had been delighted when she told Malfoy that he had been doing it wrong for years.