Kapitel 49: Chapter - 49 : Skyward Duel
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Lily gave her broom a dark look and continued to command it. It took a few more tries, but the eventually got her broom to get close enough to her hand that she snatched it out of the air. She played it off like nothing, but I smirked to myself as she got away with cheating.
"Now that you've got your broom, grip it firmly," Madam Hooch explained. "We don't want anyone sliding off the end." She held out her own broom and showed us all her grip, describing it in detail. I followed her instructions, holding on not too far forward and not too far back.
She made her way down the rows, correcting grips here and there. She had to spend several minutes getting Neville's hands right. I smiled to myself as she gave Bulstrode a speech about not throttling her broom when she gripped it. When she got to Malfoy, she examined his grip for only a second before shaking her head.
"No, no! Like this!" She grabbed his hands and adjusted them on the handle. Malfoy looked indignant.
"I've been flying this way for years!"
"Well, then you've been doing it wrong for years," Hooch shrugged before moving on to me. She slightly adjusted the way my fingers wrapped around the handle, but other than that I was apparently doing fine. While she was doing that I watched as Harry and Ron doubled over with silent fits of laughter at the insulted expression on Malfoy's face. It was pretty funny after all of his bragging.
"Now, when I blow my whistle, kick off from the ground, hard," Madam Hooch instructed, lifting her whistle. "Keep your broom steady, rise a few feet, and then come straight back down by leaning forwards slightly. On my whistle. Three… two…"
Neville was clearly nervous, because he kicked off before the whistle sounded. He gave a little yelp as he shot up like a cork from a bottle.
"Come back, boy!" Madam Hooch shouted.
"Down, down!" Neville frantically cried as he continued to rise. We all watched as he lost his grip, slipped sideways, and
WHAM!
Neville hit the ground with a thud and a crack. His broomstick was still floating lazily in the air, drifting absently towards the Forbidden Forest. Madam Hooch hustled forwards and bent over Neville, her face as white as his. For good reason too. If Neville died on her watch it definitely wouldn't do much for her job.
"Broken wrist," she diagnosed. "Come boy, it's alright. Up you get." She lifted a shaking Neville to his feet, staring down the rest of us. "None of you are to move while I take this boy to the hospital Wing! If I see a single broom in the air the person riding it will be out of Hogwarts faster than you can say Quidditch! Come on, dear," she added to Neville, hustling him back towards the school.
The moment they were out of earshot, Malfoy burst into laughter. I scowled at him. There was the regular, jerk Malfoy, right on schedule.
"Did you see his face, the great lump?" he cackled. Several of the Slytherin's joined in. I could only imagine that they'd never broken bones before. I'd only broken a nose, but it had hurt like nothing else. I could only imagine how much pain Neville was in.
The ability to laugh when another person was in physical pain was a sick one. To be laughed at while you licked your wounds was about the most mocking thing that could possibly happen to you. It said that someone knew you were hurt, but didn't care enough about you to help you. Instead your pain as you tried to suppress it and show a brave face caused them amusement. As if they were so far removed from you that the idea of you in pain didn't even register as being more than a joke to them.
I had been in that position entirely too many times to simply brush that off as Malfoy being Malfoy.
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Parvati snapped.
"Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom?" Parkinson mocked. "I never thought you'd like fat little crybabies, Parvati!"
"Look!" Malfoy darted forward, picking up something sparkling in the grass. It was a glass orb swirling with grayish smoke. "It's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him!"
"Give it here Malfoy."
Harry had spoken quietly but commandingly. Everyone immediately fell silent, looking at him in surprise. Even I was a little surprised. Harry had a backbone, but I'd rarely ever seen it used. But now he was looking at Malfoy coldly, daring him to argue.
Malfoy smiled at him nastily. "I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How about… up a tree?"
"Give it here!" Harry shouted, taking a swipe for Malfoy's hand. Malfoy swung a leg over his broomstick and shot up into the sky. I raised an eyebrow. Id' assumed Malfoy had been lying, but he was actually a decent flyer. He made it look easy as he soared up level with the tops of the trees.
"Come and get it Potter!" he taunted.
Harry reached for his broom.
"No!" Hermione shouted, horrified. "You heard what Madam Hooch said! You'll get us in trouble!"
Harry ignored her, kicking off into the sky. He seemed to direct the broom as easily as Malfoy had, rising high with the wind whipping his hair back from his face. A few girls gave admiring gasps and Ron let out a loud whoop.
Harry made it look so easy, so effortless… so fun. Suddenly my fears were gone and all I wanted to do was join him up in the sky with the wind in my hair. I clenched my broom tighter, adjusting my grip and slinging a leg over.
"Potter, no, we've already got one idiot in the air!" Daphne hissed at me. I ignored her, kicking off.
The initial feeling of going weightless took me by surprise. But the wind in my face slapped me back to awareness and I was suddenly intimately aware of how the broom moved at my direction. When I tugged it up, it went up. When I directed it left, it went left. I smiled widely. This was simple! What had I been so afraid of? I could do this!
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