"So, we're going to try flying," Baahir says.

"It's with Ravenclaw. Nice!" I say as the Ravenclaws

He nods.

"Isn't it awesome? Flying? Out of all things?" Kevin asks.

Kyle and... Craig, I think? Anyway. Both of them just look at him in a fashion of 'Why are you happy?'

"Do either of you fly? It seems so cool!" Kevin says.

Craig shakes his head.

"I will never stoop as low as to do that," he says.

"I do," Kyle says.

"Do you play... Quidditch, was it?" Kevin asks.

"Yes, I'm okay I would say," Kyle says.

"What do you play as?" Kevin asks.

"Beater. I always loved beating the shit out of things," Kyle says.

Kevin take like 7 large steps back.

"Only things I dislike," Kyle says.

Kevin nods.

"Well... would you like to play Quidditch?" Kyle asks.

He looks at me with the face off, 'Please save me.' I shake my head, mouthing, 'This is amusing.'

"I mean, yeah! It seems pretty cool, I could say. But then again, I haven't flown a broom in my life, so, that would be something new. I don't know, I never was the sporty type in my past school, so," Kevin says.

"It's just important not to fall off. That's all I can tell you," Kyle says.

I smile at him, as he is making friends, I know how hard that is for him. Gary walks up to us.

"Oh hey," Baahir says.

Gary waves and then waves at me.

"Have you ever flown?" He asks.

"Not particularly, I don't like the idea of being hit by balls. But I was always a good seeker," Baahir says.

"Cool. Why do you like being a seeker?" I ask.

"Don't have to hurt anyone," he says.

"You are too pure, I can't. Clearly you haven't played American football," I say.

"True, I haven't. Seems like I wouldn't want to either, I'm not a big fan of sports where someone accidentally gets hurt...," Baahir says.

"Trust me, me neither, seems pretty weird to want to hurt someone," Gary says.

"Fucking gays," I mutter.

"Eh, I don't mind. Some are, some aren't," Baahir says.

Gary clearly prefers to laugh it off.

"It's not particularly an insult. Unless it is in your culture but my magic man thinks it's fine," Gary says.

"Magic man?" Baahir asks, amused.

"What? Don't you have a magic man?" Gary asks.

"No, magic man just sounds amusing," Baahir says.

"Like a magician!" I say.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure Jesus was a wizard," Gary says.

"So you're Christian?" I ask.

"Mormon," he says.

"So that's why you're so kind!" I say.

"I thought my religion was the religion of peace!" Baahir says.

"What? Buddhism?" I ask.

"Islam, I believe in Islam," Baahir says.

"So it's the religion of peace?" I ask.

"Don't mind the stupid activists, you will absolutely hate them and so do most of us, if we have some sense," Baahir says.

I laugh. The professor comes.

"Hello there. Is anyone missing?" She asks.

I shake my head, Baahir however, rises his hand.

"Yes?" She asks.

"Tweek's not here," Baahir says.

I look around, true, Tweek is not here.

"He's in the hospital wing, ma'am," Meagan says.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"Came to me, he was being panicky and asked me if the headmaster would be stupid enough to have a mother dragon in the castle. I said no and he begged me to take him to the hospital wing and so I did. Must have been seeing things, poor little one," Meagan says.

"He heard it again?" Leo asks.

"Again?" Kyle asks.

Leo drops his wand and looks at the professor.

"May I go see him, please?" Leo asks.

He's panicky.

"Um... sure. If it is of importance I mean," the professor says.

Leo speeds off.

"Alright, Everyone go to a broom," the professor says.

Baahir and Kyle pull me between them. I nod.

"On 3, say up," the professor says.

"One," She says.

"Two," She says.

"Three," She says.

"Up!" I say.

The broom proceeds to say 'Nope' in it's own way and hit me in the gut. Kyle did it and Baahir's broom jumped half way before deciding to jump on Kyle's toes, Gary's profoundly does nothing.

"Up!"

This time, Baahir's broom flies into his hand. I laugh.

"Up!" I yell.

The broom goes half way and I catch it while it starts falling.

"Not today you fucking stick," I say.

Gary continues to say 'up' but nothing happens. He laughs and tells it 'up' one more time, it flies to him.

"Now that everyone has done it!" The professor says.

Gary blushes at the realisation that he was the last one to get his broom.

"It's just bad luck, I'm sure you're awesome!" Baahir comforts.

"Do wizards not play football?" I ask, interested.

"Isn't it the sport where you kick the ball on the ground?" Kyle asks.

"Yeah, it's fun! If i can do one thing during my first year, I wanna play one game of good old muggle football. I do not even care when," I say.

"I'm totally in, like. House versus house or-?" Baahir asks.

"No, I'd totally put everyone working together with like something such as a tie to tell the teams apart from," I say.

"That sounds awesome!" Kyle says.

"Alright, on your brooms."

Kyle just hops on. I try to copy him as well as I actually can but I'm pretty sure I cannot copy it.

"Have you ever flown?" The professor asks me.

"I haven't, Professor," I say.

She laughs and pats my head.

"Could have fooled me, even good players sometimes start out with a worse starting stance," Professor says.

She pushes my back forwards a little and then walks off, smiling very kindly at me.

"Thank you professor," I say.

"Oh, such a lovely little boy," she says.

I smile at her again. She seems super nice.

"If we could avoid people falling on their arses, I'd be very happy," The professor says.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I managed to do this on break! Welp, school back we go. In 1 45 minutes I'm free for the day.

~Eko.