Hooch: Good afternoon, class!

Us: Good afternoon, Madame Hooch!

Hooch: Welcome to your first flying lesson! Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of your broom sticks. Come on, hurry up.

Me: I am!

Hooch: Stick your right hand over your broom and say "up"!

Us: Up!

*We repeated until we got our broomsticks.*

Harry: Wow!

Hooch: Now, once you've got a hold of your brooms, I want you to mount it. And grip it tightly. You don't wanna fall off the end of it. Believe me, it won't be pretty! When I blow my whistle, I want each and everyone of you to kick off from the ground. Keep your brooms steady. Hover for a moment. On my whistle. 3...... 2..... *blows whistle*

*Unfortunately, Neville had bad luck. He was losing control of his broom.*

Hooch: Mr. Longbottom! Stop! Your broom is out of control! Someone do something!

Y/N: I've got this, Madame Hooch!

*With your Sonic like speed, you took off. You caught up to Neville and pulled him off his broom just in time. You flew him back down to our classmates.*

Me: You did it, bro!

Neville: Thank you!

Hooch: Everyone, please keep your feet firmly on the ground while I take this broom and get it fixed.

*As she left.........*

Malfoy: You should've seen your face. If you had squeezed this, you would've remembered to fall off your fat.......

*He was about to finish insulting Neville when.*

Me: HEY!!!!!!!!!! WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!!!!!!!!!

Malfoy:*sticks his tongue out*

Y/N: HEY!!!!!!! THAT'S NOT YOURS!!!!!!! GIVE IT BACK!!!!!!!

*Unfortunately, Malfoy got onto his broom and tried to fly off with it.*

Malfoy: What's the matter, Potters? Far beyond your reach?

*You, me and Harry decided to go after him.*

Me: Malfoy, that Remembrall belongs to Neville! Give it back to him!

Malfoy: Oh, this Remembrall? If you want it, then go and get it!

*He threw the ball at McGonagall's window. But since you're a reincarnation of Anakin Skywalker, you used your skills of being a Master Pilot to zoom off to catch the Remembrall just in time. You then threw it back to me, then I threw it to Harry. Little did we know that McGonagall was watching. When we got back on the ground........*

Y/N: Don't even think about trying to pull that stunt again, Colonel Sanders wannabe! Don't forget this either!

Me: YEAH!!!!!!!! YOU BETTER WATCH IT NEXT TIME!!!!!!!!!!

*Then..........*

McGonagall: Harry Potter, Y/N Potter and Ryan Potter, can you three come with me for a moment? You're not in trouble. There's someone you three should meet.

*She took us to Professor Quirrel's class.*

McGonagall: Excuse, Professor Quirrel, may I borrow Mr. Wood for a moment?

Quirrel: Sure!

*Oliver Wood comes up.*

McGonagall: Harry, Y/N and Ryan Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I found you three new seekers!

*We were all surprised.*

Note: Next chapter will be where we look at our father's trophies.