❝When love is not madness, it is not love.❞

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(Y/N) arrived at their destined location after a few minutes since they didn't really know where to go. They were just in time for the class and they couldn't be more grateful.

(Y/N) walked over to their class with a heavy pant and their body having an urge to just crumble to the ground to rest.

Alem noticed his older sibling walking up to them and his (E/C) eyes immediately widened. Without any hesitation, Alem ran over to (Y/N) and grasped both of their shoulders.

"Are you alright, (Y/N)!? Did Malfoy do something to you while I was gone!? I swear, if he did something, I'm going to--" He began to ramble and a panicked look was written all over the youngest Rosewood's face.

(Y/N) slowly waved their hand, interrupting Alem's ramble to reassure Alem that they were fine. "I'm fine, I'm fine and he didn't do anything." (Y/N) sent Alem a tired smile and his panicked look immediately softened into a worried one.

"Maybe you should take a rest for a few minutes. The class isn't going to start soon anyway." Frowning, Alem led (Y/N) to the sidelines and the (H/C) haired boy/girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Wait, it's not... going to start yet?" Their breathing returned back to its normal pattern as Alem chuckled and sat (Y/N) down to the grass.

"Now tell me why you were running like crazy, my dear big brother/sister." Alem also sat down beside (Y/N). 

He observed his older sibling and hummed softly as he observed that they looked well-groomed and refreshing to look at.

"I thought I was late for class!" (Y/N) exclaimed, crossing their arms and silently sending multiple curse words towards Erised for tricking them.

Alem's eyebrow raised in confusion at their words. 

"Come to think of it, how did you know where to find us?" He asked curiously while (Y/N) internally gasped and screamed at his question.

"Also when we were running towards the Potions classroom, you immediately knew where it was even though I never told you where it was. It's like you already knew this place in the first place." Alem leaned closer towards (Y/N), his eyes narrowing while looking intently at the nervous looking girl/boy.

He awaited for his older sibling's answer and after a few seconds of (Y/N) ransacking their brain to find an answer to lie to their 'brother', they came up with an answer that's probably not convincing at all.

"I...asked Draco--"

"YOU'RE CALLING HIM BY HIS FIRST NAME!?" Alem exclaimed and crawled away from (Y/N), who realized their sudden mistake.

"Malfoy, Alem! I wasn't even done yet!" Though they really meant to call Draco by his first name since they were so used to call him by his first name, they immediately thought of an unconvincing save and merely brushed their 'mistake' off by saying that they weren't even done talking yet.

(Y/N) internally screamed, hoping that they would have to stop acting like Draco was an enemy to them so that the same mistake won't be repeated ever again.

"Oh, okay. Continue then." Alem crawled back towards (Y/N)'s side with a poker face. (Y/N) sighed in relief, thankful that he bought the lie so easily.

"I asked him what the next class is and where it would take place and he told me. About that Potions thing, it was just a hunch." (Y/N) brought up a lie and Alem leaned closer towards (Y/N) with a small pout before sighing and leaning away from his older sibling.

"Well, whatever..." He breathed out before looking at the other Gryffindors and Slytherins talking to each other and laughing before the class starts.

The Rosewood twins quietly enjoyed the small moment of peace for a while until Madam Hooch came, holding piles broomsticks.

(Y/N) immediately recognized her face and stood up, dusting off any dirt that was on their robe. Alem mimicked the same action and walked over to the professor, who was already instructing the students, with (Y/N) following shortly behind him.

The Gryffindors and Slytherins have their own lines and they faced each other awkwardly.

(Y/N) felt the uneasiness that came from each houses and they, too, felt awkward all of a sudden.

Broomsticks were laying on the ground beside the students and Alem looked at the broomsticks with a grin.

(Y/N) tuned out every single thing that Madam Hooch was saying to every students but they immediately turned their attention back on the teacher as they heard the familiar lines coming out of her mouth.

"Now, hold your hand over the broomstick and say 'up!'." Madam Hooch instructed and the rest of the students began to say 'up.'

(Y/N) did as they were told and said 'up' but the broomstick wasn't moving an inch.

They looked around and saw that Harry and Draco already had the broomsticks on their hand.

The Malfoy glanced over at the staring (Y/N) and smirked once he saw that they didn't have the broomstick on their hand yet.

(Y/N) blushed in embarrassment and quickly looked down. 

"Up!" They said, only with more force this time but the broomstick, still, didn't budge.

The blush on their cheeks became more visible and more red as time keeps passing by. Alem already had the broomstick on his hand and silently laughed as he saw that (Y/N) was having a trouble.

The only thing that made (Y/N) calm their nerves down was the fact that Hermione, Ron and Neville still haven't had their broomsticks on their hands which means that they weren't the only ones who were failing this simple instruction.

Does this mean that I don't have a lot of magic?

(Y/N) sadly thought as they sighed and gave up trying to get the wretched broomstick to listen to them by picking it up by themselves.

Well, it's not like I'm a real wizard/witch anyway...

Draco enjoyed every single moment that he saw and he will surely tease (Y/N) endlessly for it as a payback for yesterday.

"It's alright, (Y/N). You tried." Alem laughed and (Y/N) sent him a glare with a small pout and a heavy blush of embarrassment on their cheeks.

"Alright, everyone have their broomsticks held on their hands?" Madam Hooch asked, making everyone turn to look at her.

The students nodded and answered her question with a 'yes'.

"Good. Now, I want you all to ride your broomsticks carefully," Everyone followed and rode their broomsticks. 

(Y/N) slightly sweatdropped and smiled nervously as they know what was going to happen next.

"And kick off the ground as hard as you can so--" A scream interrupted Madam Hooch's instructions which caused everyone to look at the source of the scream.

Neville unintentionally started to float with his broom. He's highly panicking while Madam Hooch is trying to calm him down and let the broom down to the ground.

Unfortunately, it didn't work as Neville flew vigorously around the air while screaming and yelping for help. 

Almost the rest of the Slytherins and a few Gryffindors laughed at the current scene but (Y/N) was indifferent.

Alem was looking terrified as he thought about what could happen if he was in Neville's shoes.

"Mr. Longbottom!" Madam Hooch exclaimed. Her face was full of pure terror as she ran around the courtyard, following Neville.

It wasn't long before Neville crashed on the wall and collapsed face down to the ground with a loud thud and a painful groan. 

The broomstick that Neville flew was thrown to the side as he collided with the wall.

Madam Hooch immediately went to his side and helped him up slowly.

"It's a broken arm..." She grimaced at Neville's painful expression and turned to look at the rest of the students with a glare.

"I expect everyone to behave and stay still while I bring Mr. Longbottom to the Infirmary. If I see any student flying around, they will be punished before anyone can even say Quidditch." Madam Hooch warned, leading Neville out of the courtyard and towards the Infirmary.

Before (Y/N) could let Draco take the Remembrall that fell out of Neville's pocket after he fell, they already picked it up and examined it.

Suddenly, the Remembrall's color changed into a fiery red, indicating that they forgot something important. (Y/N)'s eyebrow raised in confusion while trying to recall what they forgot.

"Did you see the look on his face when he fell down?" Draco laughed along with Crabbe and Goyle as he snatched the Remembrall out of (Y/N)'s hands. 

The (H/C) haired boy/girl gasped silently at the unexpected action from Draco and immediately growled.

"Maybe if he gave this thing a squeeze, he would've remembered to land on his fat arse." The platinum haired Slytherin laughed once more as he examined the Remembrall.

Harry's face turned red, stomping over to Draco to demand him to give the Remembrall back.

"Could you give that thing back? I have to give it back to Neville later." (Y/N) smiled patiently at Draco, who looked at them with an amused look.

Harry stopped on his tracks and the anger that bubbled up on his face disappeared as he looked at the female/male Slytherin with both confusion and awe.

"Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom? Never thought you'd like fat little crybabies, Rosewood." (Y/N)'s smile turned into a strained one as they heard a familiar annoying voice come up behind Draco.

Pansy Parkinson appeared, twirling a strand of her hair while smirking devilishly at (Y/N), who was trying their best to stop themselves from beating the dark haired Slytherin to the ground.

"Shut the hell up, Parkinson; I'm not talking to you and you must really have no life if you're the type of person who keeps on butting in to other people's business even if you have nothing to do with it." (Y/N) laughed to themselves before sending her a glare. 

Pansy's face turned red from both anger and embarrassment as she turned around to walk away from Draco and (Y/N).

"Malfoy, that's enough; give it back." Harry stood next to (Y/N) and extended his hand out. He sent the (H/C) haired Slytherin a small look of gratitude before looking back at Draco with a look of anger.

"No, I think I'm going to leave this somewhere for Longbottom to find." Draco stepped back and held his broomstick tighter. 

(Y/N) blinked before shrugging and walking back to Alem, who was looking at them with disbelief.

"What?" They asked, uncomfortable of their little brother's look.

"It's just that... you seem a little bit different. You're usually not... this upfront and you're not the type to bother with that... kind of stuff." Alem fidgeted and looked away.

"Maybe you should've been in Gryffindor instead." Alem added. (Y/N) rolled their eyes at their brother's words and patted him gently in the back.

"Well, there's a lot that you don't know about me, Alem." (Y/N) mumbled to themselves and watched as Draco flew up to the air with his broomstick while holding the Remembrall.

"What's the matter, Potter? A bit out of your reach?" Draco mocked as he kept flying higher.

"Draco, I recommend you to just give it back! I'm serious; you'll just end up making Harry a favor after this!" (Y/N) warned and the rest of the students looked at them with confusion as if they were crazy or something, especially Harry.

Well, if it's just a dream then they might as well enjoy it while they can. Draco laughed, not believing anything that (Y/N) just said.

"Making him a favor of what exactly, Rosewood? He can't even fly up on his own!" Draco pointed at Harry, who was holding a broomstick. 

Hermione came and told the raven haired Gryffindor to stop but of course, as (Y/N) predicted, Harry didn't listen and flew up to Draco.

Harry had a little bit of trouble on his broomstick and he couldn't control it very well. 

It was his first time so there really isn't much to complain, (Y/N) thought. 

The two began to fly around the courtyard, with Harry trailing right behind Draco to get Neville's Remembrall back.

"...How did a simple flying lesson end up with this?" Alem sweatdropped, watching Harry and Draco chasing each other.

"What's funnier is that this all happened because of a Remembrall." (Y/N) laughed and remembered the concept of butterfly effect.

If Neville's Remembrall didn't fall out of his pocket, then Harry wouldn't have been the Gryffindor Quidditch team's Seeker and everything would've went different for Harry. (Y/N) shuddered at the thought.

Butterfly effect is a scary thing, (Y/N) thought.

They closed their eyes gently when Draco threw the Remembrall towards a window where Professor McGonagall was. 

Harry sped off towards the thrown Remembrall and immediately catched it before it could hit the window to Harry's huge relief.

"Well, I did warn him." (Y/N) chuckled to themselves while Alem looked at them with confusion and mystery. 

He couldn't even figure his older sibling out even though they've always been together for 11 years.

They truly changed once they were here at Hogwarts, Alem thought sadly to himself.

Harry panted heavily as a group of Gryffindors came and cheered for Harry's amazing performance at flying. 

His emerald green eyes caught a pair of (E/C) ones and immediately smiled once (Y/N) gave him a thumbs up.

Draco flew down to the ground gently and started to feel bitter once he saw (Y/N) and Harry looking at each other as if they were in love.

They were supposed to be a Slytherin yet they support a Gryffindor more than they support someone from their own house.

It wasn't fair to him or as he thought.

"Mr. Potter!" Professor McGonagall came, looking stern and everyone grew silent.

Draco smirked, knowing that Harry would surely be punished or maybe kicked out. (Y/N)'s smile grew wider but Harry frowned as he pocketed Neville's Remembrall and walked over to the head of the Gryffindor house.

"Please follow me." Professor McGonagall instructed and walked back inside with Harry following behind her.

"Congratulations, Harry!" (Y/N) exclaimed and waved happily at the soon-to-be Seeker of the Gryffindor team.

Harry looked back and nervously waved back with a small smile at (Y/N) before looking back at Professor McGonagall. 

He thought that it was weird to see them so supportive of him today considering their disastrous introduction yesterday.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you? Do you seriously want to see Harry expelled that much?" Hermione walked up to (Y/N), taking their congratulations as sarcasm.

The (H/C) haired boy/girl definitely didn't expect Hermione to show up and immediately felt nervous.

"I didn't mean for it to be sarcastic or a bad thing, Hermione. I meant like an actual good congratulations." (Y/N) sent Hermione a genuine smile and the Gryffindor grew more confused at their words.

"What do you mean and how do you even know my name?" Hermione asked, crossing her arms.

"Harry is not getting expelled and I'm pretty sure he'll tell you later during dinner and you were standing right next to me during the Sorting and I just remembered your name when Professor McGonagall called out for your name." (Y/N) half lied and half told Hermione the truth. 

Though it's slightly unconvincable, Hermione bought it anyway with a sigh.

I guess, if they were telling the truth, Harry wouldn't be expelled, Hermione thought before her eyes observed their appearance.

She slightly blushed and looked away. She wasn't able to deny that they were cute.

"It feels weird that you know my name even though I don't even know yours." Hermione said and (Y/N) immediately extended their hand out for Hermione to shake.

"Sorry. The name's (Y/N) Rosewood. Nice to meet you, Hermione Granger!" They beamed happily. 

Hermione looked at their hand and at their smiling face before shaking it for a while and retracting both of their hands away.

"(Y/N), let's go and eat some lunch." Alem groaned and pulled at (Y/N)'s sleeve while looking extremely expaserated.

(Y/N) laughed and held Alem's hand that was pulling on their sleeve and looked back at Hermione.

"Well, I guess I'll talk to you guys during dinner, yeah?" Hermione nodded hesitantly and their question.

"Great, see you on the next class!" (Y/N) waved before walking off with Alem towards the Great Hall.

Hermione stood on the same spot for a while until she realized that she's the only one left on the courtyard.

With a shake of her head, she walks away while her mind went off to the strange Slytherin that she just met today.

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❝At the end of the day, if I can say I had fun,
It was a good day.❞