(y/n) - your name

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"Good afternoon, class." the professor greets the students who greet her back, marching down the two lines of students as she puts on her gloves. "Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick." Hooch says and the students quickly do as she commands, (y/n) looking around and shrugging as she steps up to her broom. "Stick your right hand over the broom and say, up!" the students do just that, all of them saying up after their hands were over their brooms.

"Up!" Harry and (y/n) both stumble back slightly when their brooms immediately fly into their hands, large smiles on their faces as they high-fived each other but Hermione was looking at them in shock from how easily they managed to do it. The students continue chanting, trying to get their broomsticks up when the Gryffindor line, including (y/n), burst into laughter when Ron's broom wacks him in the nose.

"Shut up, you two!" Ron hisses and (y/n) and Harry stop laughing, looking at each other with wide grins.

"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." the students obey Hooch's words mounting onto their brooms and listening intently to her next instructions until she blows her whistle. Before anyone could start hovering, Neville's broomstick somehow starts lifting him off from the ground. Everyone was calling out his name as he begs for someone to help him in fright when his broom immediately lifts up higher, skyrocketing towards the sky.

"There he goes..." (y/n) says, blinking in shock. 

Neville flies uncontrollably in the air and hits a wall, conking along it and then swooping off. All the while, he is screaming. He begins to zoom back towards the group of students. Hooch quickly holds out her wand to stop him however, the students quickly stand back as she dives out of the way and allows Neville to fly right through. He goes through the scatter and up a tower, zooming past a statue of a man with a sharp spear. Neville's cloak catches on it and he's flipped off the broom, hanging there dangerously from that height. He was calling out for help desperately, wavering when he hears something tearing and looks up to his cloak suddenly ripping through the spear. Neville screams as he falls but his cloak catches on a torch, making him slip off from his cloak a second later. 

(y/n) quickly hides behind the group as her powers surround Neville in a quick glimmer of red before he falls hard onto the floor, him yelping but it wasn't in pain. "I'm ok...?" he was confused when he didn't feel any pain or anything broken in his body.

"Everyone out of the way!" Hooch exclaims as she runs through the group, the students scattering when she goes to check up on Neville. 

Within the group, Draco sees a glass ball on the grass and reaches down to pick it up knowing it was Nevilles Remembrall, smirking at the idea that forms in his head as he looks over at (y/n). A way to impress her and make her believe that Slytherins were so much better than Gryffindors. Hooch announced that she was going to take Neville to the hospital wing, threatening everyone that whoever flies on their broom would be kicked out of Hogwarts.

Draco snickers as he cleans up the glass ball against his cloak, the students surrounding him as he held the Remembrall. "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." he and his goons laugh, Harry narrowing his eyes at him.

"Give it here, Malfoy." He says and the platinum blonde-haired boy turns around to face him, raising a brow at him. 

"No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find." Draco quickly hops onto his broom and soars through the kids as they split away, circling around them before passing Harry. "How 'bout up on the roof?" he soars off and hovers several feet above the grounds. "What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?" he yells down, taunting Harry who finally had enough and got on his broom, glaring up at Draco.

"Harry, no way! You heard what Madam Hooch said! Besides, you don't even know how to fly." Hermione tries to stop Harry but he flies off to face Draco, ignoring her. "What an idiot."

"Agreed." (y/n) mumbles out, watching as Harry was now hovering in the air on his broom in front of Draco. "Either way, I'm not even supposed to be here... I'm in Hufflepuff. This is the Gryffindor and Slytherin class..." she whispers to Hermione but the girl was too focused on the boys arguing with each other literally a few feet off from the ground.

Draco smirked as he saw (y/n) looking up at him, rolling his eyes when he heard Harry's annoying voice. "Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"

"Is that so?" he taunts the boy as he makes a dash for him but Draco twirls around his broom in a 360 to avoid Harry grabbing the glass ball. He looks proud seeing the awe in (y/n)'s eyes and he decides to give her a show. "Have it your way, then!" Draco hurls the Remembrall into the air like a baseball and Harry zooms after the ball, speeding towards a tower. 

Just as he is about to hit a window, from which McGonagall is working, he catches it. McGonagall notices this and looks surprised as Harry begins to fly back down to the grounds. The students all cheer as Harry lands back on the ground with ease, running to him and congratulating him on saving Nevilles belonging. Draco scowls as his plan fails and sees everyone celebrating Harry instead, flying back down to the ground next to (y/n) who had her arms crossed in disappointment.

"Really?" she asks him and before he could say anything McGonagall appears before the kids and calls for Harry to follow him, making Draco and his goons snicker in delight knowing he was in trouble now. "You shouldn't have done that Draco..." (y/n) sighs as she shakes her head and his smirk falters. "I need to go to my actual class before I get into trouble even further." he watches as the girl walks off, jogging back into the castle.

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The hallways bustled and were flooded by students that walked around in between the break before their next class, gossip spreading quickly through the school about Harry being the new Gryffindor seeker. (y/n) blocked off the chatter as she huddled in a corner of a deserted and dim hallway, her walkman headphones over her ears but hidden beneath her cloak. Muggle devices could never work in Hogwarts but that easily wasn't a problem for her since she had enchanted it. Her right hand hovered over her textbooks and her notebooks, a red glimmer controlling the quill to take notes for her as she read a different book in her left hand. 

Her quiet humming drifted down the hallway, catching the attention of a certain platinum blonde-haired boy as he stopped in front of the dim hallway and looks down it. He narrows his eyes, catching the faintest hint of red and his curiosity takes over him as he walks towards it. Draco carefully takes out his wand, ready to take down whoever it was that was using magic.

"Show yourself!" he yells out, jumping to the right where the hallway curved and shrieking in fright from the sudden scream that escaped (y/n) when he scared her.

"Jesus Christ you scared me!" Draco's eyes were wide as he saw her quill next to her fall on top of her notebooks, catching the faint hint of red in her eyes before it disappeared.

"What are you doing!?" he aims his wand at (y/n)'s throat, not liking how he was catching these strange instances of magic that just didn't make sense. "Who are you!?"

"I was just taking notes Draco..." (y/n) sighs out as she pushes the end of his wand away from her face, pushing her books to him. He quickly reads over them and it was true but he was in shock at how quickly she had managed to finish all of today's homework so far.

"How!? How did you-"

"I'm a fast writer." she snaps, standing back up and pushing her cloak hood back to reveal her walkman. 

On edge, Draco pointed his wand at (y/n) again as she takes her headphones off. "What is that!?"

"A walkman. You can listen to music on this. Wanna try?"

"No! Keep that filthy muggle contraption away from!"

"I'm not a mug-" (y/n) pauses, thinking over her next word. She didn't know what she was... she didn't even know if she was this so-called muggle, a human. She didn't have enough memories to help her figure out what she was. (y/n) shook her head, ignoring Draco as he stumbled back away from her when she started packing up all her stuff and moved to hide her walkman beneath her cloak before breezing past him.

"Hey (y/n)!" she looks up when she hears her name being called, seeing Harry and Ron walking her way when she walks out of the dim hallway. "Did you hear? Harry is a seeker!" Ron exclaims, (y/n) nodding as she joined their walk.

"It's everywhere. News travel quick huh Harry." he nods, a shy smile on his face. "Can't believe you didn't get in trouble. You have got some serious luck."

"I was terrified of what McGonagall was going to do but all she did was introduce me to Oliver, the team captain for Gryffindor!"

"Congrats man!" (y/n) says, the trio walking out onto the courtyard and passing by Hermione while she was in conversation with another professor. "Hey Hermione." (y/n) waves to her and she smiles, quickly jumping up to join the group when Harry mentions how he's never played Quidditch before.

"What if I make a fool of myself?"

"You won't make a fool of yourself. It's in your blood."

"What do you mean?" (y/n) asks Hermione after her remark and she grins at the group, quickly grabbing her stuff and leading them back into the castle. The group run after her through the dimly lit hallways to a large glass case filled with trophies. Hermione points at a plaque of Quidditch players, one of them listing Harry's father as a Seeker.

"Whoa! Harry, you never told me your father was a Seeker, too!" Ron gasps out in awe as Harry just smiles in relief and in awe of the information he learn about his dad, feeling like he was closer to him now.

"I didn't know."