Can He Save Her? (Draco Malfoy)

89.) Competition 1st Event: Dracos POV

I woke up early, feeling a bit restless. It was the day of the competition, and my nerves were starting to creep up on me. I looked over at Pansy, who was stirring in her sleep. Layla left the tent earlier, likely to prepare Tyca for the day ahead.

Pansy's eyes fluttered open, and she sat up, yawning. "Good morning," she said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Are you ready for today?"

I shrugged, feeling the nerves intensify. "As ready as I'll ever be, I suppose."

Pansy gave me a small smile. "She'll be okay, Draco. We just have to be there for her."

I nodded, thankful for her words of encouragement. "Of course. Is she already at the first event?"

Pansy nodded. "Yeah, we'll have to meet her there. The first event is agility and speed. Layla has to ride Tyca while he races other dragons. They have to go through hoops, too. If they miss, points get deducted."

I felt a bit overwhelmed hearing about the event. "That sounds intense. Do you think Layla and Tyca are ready?"

Pansy gave me a reassuring pat on the back. "They've been training hard for months. I know they can do this."

As we got ready for the day ahead, I couldn't help but feel grateful for Pansy's support and confidence. It was clear that she was close to Layla and would do anything to help her succeed. I respected her for that.

The announcer's voice boomed through the competition grounds, explaining each detail of the race as it unfolded. It was an atmosphere of excitement, with the crowd cheering for each rider and their dragon.

"Welcome to the 1st event of the competition - the grand race! The riders and their dragons will race through a hundred hoops, showcasing their speed and agility. The aim is to be as fast and as accurate as possible."

I watched as the other competitors and their dragons flew into the sky, each vying for a chance at winning. The atmosphere was tense, as everyone tried to hold their own against the others.

"Dack from France and Rosalina from Swedan are neck and neck for the lead, but Tyca from England is gaining on them quickly. The other competitors are following closely behind, but it's clear that this is going to be a close finish."

I could see the determination on Layla's face, her focus unwavering as she urged Tyca on. They were making good time, their maneuvers through the hoops coming with ease.

"And they're at the halfway mark - the dragons have gone through fifty hoops. Tyca is maintaining a fast and steady pace, keeping the other competitors at bay. But he can't let his guard down. The other riders are hot on his heels."

I could feel my heart racing as the race continued. The tension was palpable, the cheering of the crowd echoing around them.

"As they reach the seventy-fifth hoop, it's anyone's game. Dack and Rosalina are coming up close, but Tyca is not backing down. He is maintaining his lead, flying through the hoops with perfect accuracy." The announcer shouts.

I watched as Layla urged Tyca on, their bond strong as they approached the final stretch.

"And they're at the last hurdle - Tyca is first through, but Dack and Rosalina are right behind him. It's anyone's game at this point."

I held my breath as the dragons hurtled towards the finish line, a cacophony of cheering and anticipation all around them.

"It's a photo finish! And the winner is...Tyca and Layla from England! It was a tense finish, but Tyca's speed and Layla's precision proved too much for the other riders."

As they finished the event, I found myself cheering loudly, proud of Layla, and the bond she had with Tyca.

Pansy looked at me with a grin. "I told you they could do it, Draco."

As they made their way towards the podium, surrounded by cheering fans, I felt grateful for the opportunity to witness their victory, my heart swelling with pride.

I let out a breath of relief, and Pansy and I made our way towards Layla and Tyca.

As Pansy hugged Layla fiercely, I made my way over to them, my heart fluttering in my chest. When Layla saw me, she broke into a grin, Tyca nuzzling her affectionately.

"Draco," she said breathlessly, her eyes shining with joy and excitement.

I pulled her in for a tight hug, feeling the weight of the day lifting off my shoulders. "Layla, you were incredible. I am so proud of you."

She smiled up at me, her eyes softening. "Thank you, I couldn't have done it without you and Pansy."

Pansy cheered them on, and Layla looked to me for a fleeting moment, then her gaze on Tyca, cawing victoriously.

When she turned back to me, I felt a rush of affection that I couldn't hold back anymore. I leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. It felt like the perfect way to celebrate the victory, sharing this exhilaration with her.

She melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around my neck. It was a moment of pure joy, happiness, and love. I couldn't think of a more perfect way to cap off the day.

Finally, we pulled apart, both of us grinning from ear to ear. "That was amazing. You and Tyca make an incredible team," I whispered, feeling a deep sense of admiration for her.

She smiled at me, her eyes twinkling. "Thank you, I couldn't have done it without your support."

As we basked in the afterglow of her victory, I felt grateful for her. It was a memory I would cherish forever.

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