The Malfoy boy and the Potter girl

Two teams

Skylar's POV

When I woke the next morning there I was lying in a bed I had never seen before. There were green and silver walls all around me, with snakes everywhere and sliver accents with emerald green sheets and hangings. It was beautiful but I didn't remember ever coming up here.

I tried to remember last night. Mattheo led me to the common room, we danced, that weird thing happened between Draco and Pansy, the girls invited me to stay over, I said I would be right up, sat in the armchair and then... what? 

I was utterly confused. And I had a snake blanket covering me that I had never touched.

As I got up though, I noticed a small piece of parchment on the nightstand. What was that all about?

You looked cold. So I brought you up.

Next time go to bed. I don't want you to freeze.

Draco Malfoy

Draco? 

My mind was running a hundred miles an hour. But he hated me? Why was he being nice?

Is this something for his own game? 

Time travel to last night when Draco wrote the note

Draco's POV

I don't want you to freeze? Really? You don't think that sounds a little, oh, I don't know, SOFT!?

What do I care what she thinks anyway?

More than I wanted to admit.

It's fine, she won't think anything of it.

I set the paper down carefully, and left the room without a nose.

Back to the morning

Skylar's POV

I got dressed quickly even though it was only five in the morning, to get ready to go back to Gryffindor tower.

Mia was already up, and I asked her to tell Mattheo thank you and that I had great time. For some reason she was giving me a smirk the whole time. What was that about?

I was walking up the staircase when I bumped into Harry, fully dressed in Gryffindor quidditch robes.

"Skylar!" He exclaimed "I was just about to come looking for you, Wood's announced that this morning is the first practice of the season, and you need to get ready!"

He led me to a bathroom and handed me an armful of scarlet robes with he name "Potter" on the back of them. He said they just arrived this morning. 

I put them on and stepped out. "Brilliant," said Harry as he handed me one of the schools brooms and said until I can get one I would be using this one.

I was fine with it. The thrill of my first practice almost burning the tiredness I had been feeling a moment before.

It was still partly dark when we got outside, as we made our way across the cold wet grounds. Harry led me through a locker room, to where the rest of the team was, including Oliver Wood, and the Weasley twins.

Everyone looked tired, some were falling asleep even.

"There you two are, what kept you?" Oliver said briskly "Now, I've been thinking over the summer, and I've devised a plan that I think will really really make a difference."

He held up a large poster board that had a bunch of lines on it that I couldn't understand. Harry had given me a few lessons in quidditch over the summer, so kind of understood everything, and I knew how to fly, but it was still confusing.