Why? Draco Malfoy X Reader

Year 2: Quidditch

"What position are you trying out for?" I asked Draco.

We were heading to tryouts for the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"I honestly don't have to try out. My father got the whole team new nimbus 2001's so they let me on the team as a seeker. I just have to "try out" so it can be fair." Draco explained.

"No way, that's cool," I exclaimed.
"I'm trying out for Keeper. That's why I've been practicing the whole summer."

"Oh nice! No wonder you always ask me to come over to your mansion. Hopefully, that pays off." Draco noted.

We head inside the Quidditch Field and meet the Slytherin team.

"I'm Marcus Flint, a chaser and captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team. Let's start with tryouts. We're gonna practice a simple strategy and see how good you are. Go change and meet us back here in 10 minutes."

We head into the back and change in the bathrooms.

I head out onto the field with my Slytherin robe on.
I saw the Nimbus 2001's. They were nice!
They were black with a green tint on the tip of the broom.

"L/N. Heard you were practicing all summer. Let's see if you're as good as your brother Astrid." Flint spoke.

I felt my hand make a fist.

"Don't mention him, Flint." I sneered.

He put his hands up in defense.

The rest of the people trying out came out.

Draco was one of the last ones out.

Bloody hell, he looked so good in his uniform.
I felt myself turn red.

Oh no, am I beginning to have feelings for him?

"Alright, boys and girls.
Chasers spread out, I'll be playing and watching.
Beaters, get the bats and spread out. The Bludgers will be let out.
Keeper, get to the goal posts, Bletcher will be observing.
Seeker, find the snitch." Flint coached and we did what we were told.

We grabbed a broom and flew up into the sky.

One of the chasers was already having trouble getting into the air.

"That's it! You're out!" Flint demanded and the chaser left.

I laugh.
Flying is the most basic rule of Quidditch.

"Alright, L/N. Let's see how good you are." Bletcher spoke.

The whistle blew and the tryouts began.

Flint threw the quaffle at the lowest goal and I raced to stop it.

I kicked it back into the game.

The chasers go back and forth.
They make a goal as the other keeper trying out didn't stop it in time.

They threw the quaffle again at the post and I blocked it with my head.

"Nice, L/N!" Bletcher yelled as he clapped.

The game kept on going and I blocked almost every shot.

Then Draco went on his flying run.
He was chasing the golden snitch.
I blocked more goals and soon the golden snitch has been caught.

They blew the whistle and we flew down to get with the team.

"That was good. We're gonna talk about it and we'll let you know if you're in or not. Dismissed." Flint explained.

I left and changed back into my clothes.

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