The Whole Nine Yards

Chapter Fifteen - Magic United

~ Godric's Hollow ~

Harry smiled as Pig sailed though the open window in the kitchen. It was a beautiful summery day in mid August. There were only a few weeks left of the summer holidays and Harry and Draco had been enjoying every minute of it.

Harry took the folded parchment from Pig's leg and the tiny owl flew over to Hedwig's cage for some water and an owl treat. Harry unfolded the letter and read it with increasing excitement.

"Drac! Hey, Draco! Come in here quickly," Harry yelled.

Draco had been taking a shower and he ran into the room dressed only in a towel, dripping over the floor.

"What's wrong? What's happened?" he asked frantically.

Harry glanced up from the letter and stared. God, my husband is sexy, he thought with a grin.

"Nothing's wrong. I just got this letter from Ron," Harry said, handing over the letter.

Draco took the parchment and read it silently as it steadily grew soggy.

To the Potters,

We, the seven Weasley's, challenge you and five players of your choice to a Quidditch match on the field near the Burrow this Saturday at 10am.

Owl back your acceptance ASAP.

Ron.

Draco grinned as widely as Harry, "I've really missed Quidditch."

"Me too," Harry said as he scribbled a note accepting the challenge which he attached to Pig's leg and sent off straight away. "We really should play Quidditch at Hogwarts more often."

Draco's face dropped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, his mood dropping too.

"If we're on the same team, who's going to be the seeker? And what position with the other one play?" Draco asked as he removed the towel from around his waist so he could dry himself off.

Harry watched, mesmerised, as Draco stood naked in the middle of the kitchen and rubbed the fluffy white towel over his body.

"Harry?" Draco asked, looking up at his husband when he didn't answer. Draco wrapped the towel around his waist again and started making them both a cup of coffee.

"Huh?" Harry said, mentally shaking himself.

"Which one of us is going to be seeker? And who else will be on our team? Oooh and what will we wear? We could have a team uniform," Draco said excitedly as he spoon coffee and then sugar into two mugs.

Harry rolled his eyes indulgently. "You can be seeker."

"No. You be seeker. You're the best seeker ever. Youngest in a century," Draco reminded him proudly as he poured hot water into the mugs. He knew how much playing seeker meant to Harry.

"But what would you play?" Harry asked curiously.

"Chaser maybe. It doesn't really worry me. What does worry me is that the game is in five days and we currently have only two people on our team," Draco said as he poured milk into the mugs. He handed one to Harry and took his own to the kitchen table. They both sat down, deep in thought.

"Sirius!" Harry suddenly exclaimed.

Draco nearly jumped out of his skin, "Holy fuck, Harry, you scared the crap out of me."

"Sorry, but Sirius used to play chaser with my dad when they was at Hogwarts," Harry explained.

"Okay, so we've got a chaser and a seeker and me," Draco said wryly.

They both thought for a moment.

"How about Blaise?" Draco asked cautiously, knowing his Slytherin friend might not be welcome in such a Gryffindor-heavy group.

"He played chaser, didn't he?" Harry said, trying to remember back to their school days of intensely fierce Quidditch matches.

"He's pretty good, plus the Zabini's have never had a dark side. The only reason he's not a Hufflepuff is because he's politically ambitious," Draco explained with a smile. "He and I were quite friendly at school. Even if he doesn't play in the game, I should owl him anyway."

"If you think he'd be good, and he'd fit into the group, then he's in," Harry said warmly.

"Hang on," Draco said, getting up. "Let me get a piece of paper to keep track of all this."

He pulled the shopping list off the fridge, turned it over and grabbing a pencil, sat down again. He wrote down all the positions and listed the names of those already on the team.

Seeker Harry Potter

Keeper

Chaser Sirius Black

Chaser Draco Potter

Chaser Blaise Zabini

Beater

Beater

"You've decided to play chaser, have you?" Harry asked, pointing to Draco's name on the page.

"Well, I got enough practice chasing you," Draco teased with a smile.

"You didn't have to chase very far though, did you," Harry said, returning the smile, reminding Draco that he had never played hard to get. Quite the opposite in fact.

Draco leaned over and kissed Harry.

"Who the fuck are we going to put up against Fred and George?" Harry asked wonderingly. "They are so good, I don't think we can find better beaters."

"Let's worry about the keeper first," Draco suggested.

"It has to be Oliver Wood," Harry said decisively.

"You're right," Draco said, grudgingly agreeing that the Scot was the best keeper they could get for their team.

"Okay, now the beaters," Harry said. They both sat in silence for a while.

"I know!" Draco suddenly exclaimed.

"Who?" Harry asked eagerly.

"We could call the team 'Magic United'," Draco said, doodling on the piece of paper he'd written the team on. "You know, because we are united, dark and light magic and we have a mixture of Slytherins and Gryffindors on the team."

"What are you drawing?" Harry asked, pulling the piece of paper towards him.

"Is this the design for a team uniform?" Harry asked grinning knowingly at his husband.

Draco sheepishly nodded but then launched into an explanation. "See the top and pants would be green and these bits would be silver."

"You know, this is pretty similar to the Slytherin uniforms," Harry said, which he thought was a pretty astute observation.

"Duh!" Draco said mockingly. "You know the Weasley's are going to wear their Gryffindor uniforms. They all played on the house team and they probably still have the uniforms. Why shouldn't we wear green and silver? Besides, you look great in green."

"Oh yeah, I forgot - it brings out my eyes," Harry muttered sarcastically.

"So we still need two beaters," Draco said, ignoring Harry.

"Uh, how about Justin and Seamus," Harry suggested, having a flash of inspiration.

"Sure, they were good at Hogwarts," Draco agreed, adding a few finishing touches to his design.

"Tassels?" Harry asked, looking appalled.

"Okay, so maybe I went a bit too far," Draco admitted, erasing the tassels.

The final team looked like this:

Seeker Harry Potter

Keeper Oliver Wood

Chaser Sirius Black

Chaser Draco Potter

Chaser Blaise Zabini

Beater Seamus Finnigan

Beater Justin Finch-Fletchley

"I'll owl the former Gryffindors, you owl the former Slytherin," Harry said, getting up to get some parchment and two quills.