Emily Potter, Year 1

I’m Emily Lily Potter. If you haven’t already guessed by the last name, I’m Harry Potter's sister. We’re both the same age, we’re twins. I look like our mother and he looks like our father, Weird huh? I don’t live with the all terrible Dursley’s and I sure as heck don’t live under the stairs! I have been living with my godfather (Remus Lupin) since I was about 5. My mother (Lily Potter) dropped me off at the home of some Muggles less than a day before she died. But the first 5 years of my life were worse than Harry’s, since I was painfully skinny and usually ended cut by broken glass (I had magical issues with the windows). But Lupin managed to locate me when I was 5 and it was a heck of a lot better after that. Anyway, I’m going to go to Hogwarts soon and that should be real fun, maybe I’ll even make some friends!


8. Brooms

                                                                       Emily's P.O.V.



I was rather excited about this. Hopefully this would be fun! All the students lined up in front of some brooms in a single file line. Mine looked okay, some people’s looked as though it had been given to a dragon as a chew toy. “Up.” I said and at once my broom flew into my hand. Mine was one of the few that did. Harry’s had so had Draco’s. Hermione’s had merely rolled over and Ron’s had hit him in the face.

Harry seemed rather surprised. I wasn’t I seemed to be better at things when I had a reason to prove myself. Jasmine got it after about three tries, Alex had gotten it on her second try. Cat on the other hand was still trying. I think brooms could understand fear, because Cat sounded as though she would rather write a 29 inch essay on Potions, in which is not Cat’s best subject.

Neville finally got his into his hand and then Madam Hooch told us to mount the broom, which was rather simple in everyone’s opinion. Madam Hooch then said that on the count of 3 she would blow the whistle and then we would kick off the ground and take flight. Before Madam Hooch had blown the whistle Neville kicked off the ground and flew into the air, out of control.

He was really nervous so I wasn’t all that surprised. But I was worried. He obviously had no control of the broom so yelling at him to land was of no use. I watched in horror as he plummeted and fell off the broom (midair) and the ground hard. Madam Hooch went over to him and took him to The Hospital Wing. He had sprained it.

Madam Hooch told us that if any one of us left the ground then we would be expelled from Hogwarts faster than you can say “Quidditch” which is rather fast. The next few things happened very fast. Draco took flight having in hand Neville’s Remembrall. Harry went after him. By then I was strangely fired up… I had never felt like this before, I loved it. “Pansy looks like your little boyfriend’s a real coward.” I sneered feeling ridiculously awake and ready to fight.

“He’s not a coward, nor my boyfriend!” She hissed at me “I guess your hanging out with a bunch of worthless Mudbloods huh?” She asked looking at Cat and Alex who slunk back to where the Slytherin’s were. Cat looked as though she was going to cry. Several Griffindor’s had to be held back to be stopped from ripping her head off.

That was the last straw for me. “You want to fight? Pansy? Then Get your ass on your broom. Or are you a coward? Just like your Boyfriend?” I asked in a taunting voice and Hermione tried to tackle me to keep me on the ground but I was in no mood for chickening out.

I kicked off the ground and soared into the air. Pansy was red in the face and jumped on her broom kicking off the ground and chasing me. I laughed happily, this was fun. She glared at me “I’ll knock you off your broom you cowardly fool!” she snarled and flew at me, her broom was shaking and I soared down just a hair below her.

“What’s the matter to fast for ya?” I asked and laughed tauntingly, She was going to pay for calling my friends Mudbloods! I started to fly as fast as possible towards Hogwarts. She followed about a yard behind me. I soared up just as I was going to hit a tower. She couldn’t stop (her broom was in one of the worst condition’s) and she crashed into the roof rolling down it (along with her broom). She fell off but grabbed the edge of the roof with a hand, Which was beginning to slip.

“HELP ME!!! I’M GONNA DIE!!!!!!” She screamed and I stared at her hovering midair. “Take it back.” I said calmly “TAKE WHAT BACK????” She screamed frantically “What you called my friends.” I murmured “NEVER!” She cried and I shrugged my shoulders and started to fly away.

“FINE THEN I TAKE IT BACK!!! THEY AREN’T MUDBLOODS! NOW HELP MEEEE!!!” She howled as she dropped from the roof. I rolled my eyes and dived. I paused above where she was falling and allowed her to grab the handle of the broom. I made sure to make it a dangerous trip down too. I occasionally dived and did other maneuvers that made her life hell. I landed eventually and all the Griffindor’s cheered. After about a minute of people telling I gave her what she deserved and such, all of us watched Harry and Draco.

Draco eventually chucked the Remembrall and landed. Where the Slytherin’s cheered for him and such. Harry did the most amazing dive I had ever seen and caught it just before it hit the ground. He landed and all the Griffindor’s cheered (Me cheering the loudest next to Ron).

“HARRY POTTER!” Professor McGonagall said loudly as she rushed over to us. Ron tried to explain that it was Malfoy who started it and I tried to say it was my fault to begin with but she silenced both of us. “I don’t care who started it. Mr. Potter come along.” She said and with this she led him back into the school, with me feeling guiltier than anyone there. I listened to the voice in my head scream at me, saying it was not fair that he did a good, kind thing and is getting kicked out of Hogwarts while I just almost killed a girl with a bad reason. The Slytherin’s cheered and I felt my stomach churn. Not fair at all. Not fair at all….













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