Chapter two
Brooms
Delaney's POV:
"I'm Madam Hooch and I'll be giving you all your broom lessons today. And if some of you get the hang of it, you can join quidditch next year." We all stood in a line as she walked up and down, giving us instructions. The brooms laid on the ground and she explained how we'd get it to come up off the ground. "You're going to hold your hand out over the broom and say 'up!'" All the kids around me began saying "up!" Harry held his hand out in front of him and said "up!" The broom flew directly into his hand. Valerian held his hand out and did the same, his broom immediately flying into his hand. He smirked and Draco stared at him in shock. "Up! Up!" I said. Hazel huffed as her broom just rolled around on the ground. "Up!" Ron said as he leaned over to look at his broom. The broom then smacked him in the face. Ron stumbled back and held his face. Harry chuckled and I giggled. "Shut up, Harry." Ron said while smiling. Ron noticed me laughing. "You too, Delaney." I continued to laugh and then looked back at my broom. "Up!" My broom landed in my hand and I was proud of myself. At this point everyone had their brooms in their hands. We were then supposed to mount our brooms. Everyone did as they were told except Neville who seemed to start flying off the ground. Madam Hooch ordered him to get down. Neville's broom made him move around crazily in the air and he then went plummeting to the ground. I felt bad for him. Seemed like he always had bad luck. "I have to take Mr. Longbottom to the infirmary. If I see one broom in the air, you'll be receiving detention." Madam Hooch and Neville then left the area. Draco was then insulting Neville, while holding something of his. "What is that?" I said as I leaned over to Hazel. "It's a remembrall. It let's you know when you've forgotten something." Hermione said from next to us. "Does it tell you what you've forgotten?" "No. Just that you've forgotten something." I nodded and Harry said "Malfoy, give it back." Draco got on his broom and started to fly off. "Come and get it, Potter." Harry got on his broom and went after him. "Harry, you shouldn't do that!" Hermione said. Harry ended up bringing the remembrall back but McGonagall took him away. Ron shook his head and said "he's in big trouble isn't he?" "Most likely." Hazel said. "He made his choice. He could've let Draco do what he wanted. Even though it was very annoying." Draco's head snapped up at Valerian who rolled his eyes at him. "Longbottom is pathetic." Draco spat. "Why waste your time doing that and he's not even here. It you're found to insult someone, at least do it to their face. Or maybe don't insult someone like Neville." Valerian spoke in a calm and annoyed tone. Draco was in shock that his fellow Slytherin didn't want to insult Neville.

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Since the class got interrupted yesterday since Neville got hurt, today we'd actually be learning how to fly. We all mounted our brooms once again and we were all in the air. Nervous giggles left my lips as I hovered in the air. Ron gripped his broom and said "if I fall off this thing, my brothers will never let me hear the end of it." "Really? Why?" I asked. "They're on the Gryffindor quidditch team. They're beaters. And everyone in my family has played quidditch and is good on a broom. If I suck at this, I'll never hear the end of it." "At least everyone in your family is good on brooms. Only my mom was ever good on brooms. She played for the Slytherin quidditch team when she went to school." "Your mum was in Slytherin? And you got Hufflepuff? What was your dad?" "My dad's a muggle." Ron raised his eyebrows in surprise and said "oh." "Yeah. My sister is Ravenclaw and my brother is Hufflepuff." "My whole bloody family is in Gryffindor." Hazel whizzed by really quick and Ron's eyes widened. "Miss Aspen! This is not a quidditch game!" Madam Hooch yelled. Hermione hovered in the air and Harry flew his broom slowly. Even though it was revealed that he'd be getting on the Gryffindor quidditch team as a first year was a big deal. I followed after Hazel, going fast to see what it'd feel like. "Miss Lacework, I'll give you detention!" I continued to go fast, loving how the wind blew through my hair and being able to fly around. I wasn't sure if I was cut out for quidditch but joyriding on a broom would be so much fun. When we were all supposed to land, I got detention. I huffed and Madam Hooch told me it'd only be for a couple of hours. "Even though it was the wrong thing to do, you looked pretty good on that broom. For a first year." She said to me. I half smiled and I met up with Hazel. "Excuse me." Cedric's voice said. Hazel quirked an eyebrow and he said "I was watching you two on the brooms. We could use you on the quidditch team next year. We have our eye on you both." "What position?" I asked. Cedric furrowed his eyebrows and said "what?" "What position would we play?" "You look like a chaser or a beater. I think you'd make a good beater." I smiled really big and Hazel said "what about me?" "You'd definitely be a chaser." Hazel nodded and smiled at Cedric. He smiled back and the two of us walked away. "We could actually be on the quidditch team next year. Can you imagine?" I said. "That'd be so cool!" Hazel replied.

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"Oi, Lacework." I looked up to see Ron's older brothers in front of me. "Yes?" "We heard you might be on the quidditch team next year." They said in unison. "Yeah. Maybe." "And that you'll be a beater." "Yeah." "Think she'll be better than us, Fred?" "I highly doubt it, George." "Ron already told me the two of you are beaters." "We're the best." "Do you guys always talk at the same time?" I quirked an eyebrow at them. "Sometimes." I opened my books and started to read over them. "What class is this for?" Fred said as he took my book from me. "Defense against the dark arts." "Professor Quirell is such a scaredy-cat. We've pranked him loads of times." George said. I smiled at George and said "hi." "Hello. How are you?" "I'm good." "This is Fred by the way." Fred smirked at me and said "I'm the better looking twin." George rolled his eyes and Fred handed me my book back. "Would you boys be threatened if I got on the quidditch team? As a beater? I asked. The twins looked at each other and then back at me. "Depends how good you are." Fred stated. "Are you threatened by a girl being better than you?" Fred rolled his eyes and George said "no. Angelina's better than us. And she's on our team. Whether your a girl or not has nothing to do with it. Honestly, I think it's amazing. Girls can do anything. They're badass." Fred nodded in agreement and I said "well then." I grabbed my book and stood up from the table I was studying at. "I look forward to kicking your asses next year." I turned on my heel and walked away. "What's your first name?" Fred yelled. "Delaney." I said as I turned around. I then went into the great hall and sat down across from Ron. Ron quirked an eyebrow and said "hello." "Your brother's interrogated me and asked if I was going to be on the quidditch team next year." "You're going to try out for quidditch next year?" Ron asked. I nodded and said "yeah. Are you?" Ron shrugged and said "maybe. I'll have to think about it." "I'm sure you'd be good at it." "You think so?" "Yeah. You should definitely give it some thought." "I will. What about you, Hermione?" She immediately shook her head and said "no. Absolutely not. I'm not cut out for it. I'm perfectly fine watching from the stands." "Quidditch is scary. Fun to watch but scary." Neville said. I looked at him and said "you could probably do it." "No, I don't think so. I'd probably be bad at it." "Don't say that. You never know till you try." Neville shrugged and said "yeah. Maybe." "Don't put yourself down. And if quidditch isn't your thing, I'm sure you'll find something that is your thing. Something that you enjoy." Hazel told him. Neville half smiled and Ron said "well I think you'd be pretty cool on the quidditch team." I looked at him and said "thank you." "You're welcome."

Here's the update! This chapter is a little bit longer. They'll get longer and better I promise!!
~skylar✨✨✨✨