Forever and a Day

"Gryffindor has possession of the Quaffle and Holly scores...Oooh! That bludger is after Malfoy, but saved by Taylor...No sign of the snitch, yet."

The crowd cheered as the score went up to 70-40 to Gryffindor.

Draco zoomed around the pitch looking for the snitch. He was nearly knocked off his broom as Lana (a chaser) knocked past him.

As always she gave him a hearty wink. "I'll deal with you later, you saucy wench," he muttered to himself under his breath.

Yes, Draco was in love with Hermione but he couldn't help it if half the girls at the school were obsessed with him.

Draco spotted a glint near the Ravenclaw seats; he swerved around a bludger and took another look around. Sure enough, Potter was following him.

He looked past Harry and saw...Hermione looking at him with a strange expression on her face. No, he was sure she was looking at Harry. Wham! The Bludger hit Draco.

Taylor looked at Draco, obviously wondering if he was calling for time out. Draco was tougher than that. He saw the snitch for sure that time.

Harry moved in quickly but for once this wasn't just a game to Draco. He needed to win. Draco lent forward further on his broom and he was opposite to Harry.

"Why do you bother, Draco? Gryffindor has won Quidditch since you and I arrived. You might as well give up." That was all it took, they were level with the snitch.

Draco kicked out his foot. It hit Harry hard, and right where it hurts.

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Hermione ran onto the pitch. "Harry, are you ok?" Harry replied with a groan. Slytherin had won.

For the first time in seven years, Slytherin had won. Harry stumbled to the showers. He had had a huge fall from the sky.

"Take.... Firebolt...Common room...now!" Harry struggled to get out.

She could tell he was close to tears. Hermione was glad she wasn't a guy. The Slytherins were practically falling over laughing, except for Draco.

He looked almost ...sorry. Parvati went with Harry to the common room.

"Shut up all of you!" Draco said under his breath.

Hermione looked over at Ron. His eyes were flicking back and forth from Hermione to Draco. In the end, Hermione won.

"Get over it, you Slytherin gits! How would you like to experience some real pain?" (This is not directed at Draco by the way)

The Slytherins glared menacingly at Ron.

"Come on, Ron we have to do...work!" She hurried him off the pitch.

"You know I could've taken them don't you, Hermione...Hermione?" But Hermione wasn't listening. She was worried about Harry.

She hadn't paid much attention to him lately. She went up the steps to the common room. Harry was sprawled out on the couch. Hermione practically ran over to him.

"How are you? I was so worried!" Hermione brushed some hair out of his eyes.

"I'm fine now you're here." He grinned cheekily.

He leant forward and started kissing her neck. Light, butterfly kisses, then he nibbled her ear gently. When he moved to her lips, Hermione had a vision of Draco doing this instead of Harry.

"Snap out of it, Hermione, it's Harry who is your boyfriend." She told herself. It wasn't working very well. How much longer can I resist Draco? And it's almost the end of the year and I may never see him again.

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