That one dream DRARRY

Chapter 44

They returned to the castle around dinner.

"Are you joining us?" Harry asked Draco.

"No, I think I'd better sit down with Pansy and Crabbe, I haven't spoken to them since yesterday before the ball and... you know what I mean."

"Yes, go ahead, I'll see you later." Harry kissed Draco.

"See you later."

"So, ready for the Quidditch game?" Harry asked Draco the next morning as they were on their way to class.

"Yes of course."

"It's gonna be weird, the last time I played against you, we were just friends."

"Yes it will be weird, but we will succeed, just like we did last time, from the start of the game, it will be each for his own team, UNLESS you fall hundreds of meters of your broom again. Then Flint can fuck off and catch the snitch himself, I'm going to the hospital wing with you!"

Harry laughed.

After dinner Harry, Draco and Ron had to get ready for the game.

Harry changed as soon as possible. He left the changing room.

"Hey, where are you going?" Called Oliver.

"I need to..." Harry pointed in the towards of the Slytherin changing rooms.

Oliver sighed. "Alright, not too long, I have to repeat the tactics one last time."

Fred, George and Ron groaned and sighed deeply.

Harry hurried to the Slytherin locker rooms.

Draco was already waiting for him outside the changing rooms. He smiled.

"Ready to lose?" Harry asked with a smirk.

"I should ask you that." Draco replied smugly.

"We'll see about that." Harry kissed Draco.

Draco put an arm around Harry's waist and kissed him back.

Harry put his arms around Draco's neck.

The Slytherin team came out of the changing room.

"Oh come on Malfoy!" Flint said. "Right next door to the changing rooms! At least kissed over there!"

Draco chuckled. "And make you miss everything? I don't think so." He kissed Harry again.

Flint rolled his eyes.

"Hey Harry!" Oliver called from the Gryffindor changing rooms. "Come on, just because you're with Malfoy now doesn't mean you can skip the tactics!"

Harry groaned softly.

"You mean those long speeches about nothing at all!?" Flint called.

"Sod off Flint!" Oliver called back.

Flint smiled. "Go away, Potter! We need our seeker!"

"Hey!" Draco said in protest.

"Alright, alright, I'm already going." Harry turned to Draco. "Good luck."

"You too." Draco said.

Harry walked to the Gryffindor dressing room and sat down next to a bored-out Ron and Fred.

"Harry caught the snitch! Lee shouted into the speakers. Gryffindor wins!"

Harry held the snitch in the air, cheering.