Everyone was in the Great Hall either eating lunch or doing homework, or both. Amy was at the Slytherin table sitting with her sisters, Draco, and his friends.

"What's our next clas-?" Amy said before being cut off by an explosion at the Gryffindor table. "What the hell?" Amy questioned what cut her off before seeing Seamus charred. He had a shocked look on his face while starring at the cup in front of him that had smoke coming out of it. There was some laughter from people around him before going back to their own thing.

Amy then turned to Draco who was beside her. "So as I was saying, what's our next class?"

"Flying I believe" he replied.

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Amy and the others where outside, standing in two parallel lines. Madam Hooch, a woman with short grey hair and yellow eyes. She began walking down the line.

"Good afternoon class" she said

"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch"

"Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, up!" She said loudly.

The class started saying "up" with their hands above their broomstick. Draco's broom flew to his hand on the first try. After a couple of tries, Amy's broomstick flew off the ground, and into her outstretched hand.

"Awesome" Amy said as she smiled down at the broom in her hand.

"Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end." Said Madam Hooch with her whistle in her hand.

Amy and the rest of the class threw their leg over the broomstick and gripped the handle.

"When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2..."

Madam Hooch was about to blow her whistle when Neville's broom was lifting him on the ground, and by the look on his face he didn't mean to.

"Mr. Long bottom!"

"Neville, what are you doing!?"

"Neville!"

"We aren't supposed to take off yet!"

Everyone yelled different things at him. Amy even jumped up in an attempt to grab the end if his robes to pull him back down. Then suddenly, Neville skyrockets into the sky. His broom flies uncontrollably. After the broom doing a number on him, It decided to "land". Poor Neville was hanging by his hood on a lamp post, before the hood ripping and him being caught on another lamp post under the other. His arms slipping out of his robe and finally him landing on the ground.

"Everyone out of the way!" Said Madam Hooch, making her way through the crowd. "Come on, get up."

Neville was on the ground, clutching his wrist in pain.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist. Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, come on now, up you get." Madam Hooch said while helping Neville to his feet.

Amy noticed Draco pick up Neville's Remembrall that fell on the ground. She glared at Draco, but he ignored her, probably to scared to look her in the eye.

"Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say, Quidditch." Hooch said while walking Neville to the hospital wing.

Draco snickered before saying "Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse." Amy, clearly ticked off, had hit Draco in the back of the head to silence him. Draco pit his had on his head where she hit him and looked at her as if to say 'what was that for'? Like the way Ron looked at her in the great hall when he insulted Hermione when she was about to get sorted. Amy looked at Draco with a look a look of disapproval.

"Give it here Malfoy!" Harry said, reacting the same way Amy did, but with less violence.

"No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find." Draco said, glaring at Harry, still too scared to look Amy in the eye. He got on his broom and Flies around everyone and then through the crowd. "How 'bout up on the roof?" Draco said with a laugh. "What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?"

Harry had had enough and was about to hop on his broom, before being stopped by Amy and Hermione.

"Don't" was all Amy said in a low tone.

"You heard what Madam Hooch said! Besides, you don't even know how to fly." Hermione added. Harry simply ignored them and flew up to Draco. "What an idiot" Hermione said while looking up at Harry.

"Mmm hmm" Amy said in agreement.

"Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!" Harry shouted at Draco.

"Is that so?" Draco said smugly. Harry dashed at Draco, but did a 360° on his broom to avoid Harry. "Have it your way, then!"

"Hey!" Amy shouted at both boys. They then looked down at her. "Don't make me come up there!" She added with her broom in her hand to show them that she would.

Draco looked at her and gulped before throwing the remembrall in the air as if it where a baseball. Harry then zoomed after it. Draco flew back to the ground, meeting approval from Crabbe, Goyle, and a couple other Slytherins, except for Amy. Harry caught the remembrall next to a window, unknowing that Professor McGonagall was in the window. He landed back onto the ground, remembrall in hand. Amy and many others ran up to him, congratulating him.

The celebrating then stopped when McGonagall walked up to the crowd "Harry Potter?" She said as Harry looked up at her. "Follow me" she said and Harry walked back to the castle.

"What have you done Draco?" Amy said in a warning tone when the laughter of Draco and a couple other Slytherins had finally died down.