Darling // Draco Malfoy x Potter Twin

- A natural-

"This better be worth it Malfoy." I huff, walking onto the Quidditch pitch.

"Relax Potter, you're in excellent hands." He gestures to himself.

"Then why aren't you trying out for the team? Hmmm?" I question as he shoves a broom in my hand, ignoring me.

"We don't have long, so stop moaning. Now, get on the broom... good, at least you can do that."

"Shut up."

"Now kick off."

"Into the air?" I gulp.

"Yes, where else?" He looks at my nervous expression and sighs, "It's perfectly safe Potter. Just because Longbottom can't control a broom doesn't mean you'll end up with a broken wrist too. Now kick off"

"Alright, alright." I inhale, kicking off the ground, the broom starts to levitate.

"Now lean forwards, and fly. Come on it's easy."

"Fly. Come on it's easy" I mock in a high pitched voice, but listen to him anyway. I stay low to the ground at first, but slowly go higher and quicker. I got the hang of it and realised it wasn't too bad. 

"Right Im going to throw the Quaffle at you now." Malfoy yells from below.

"Wha-" I start as a ball comes flying at me.Thankfully I catch it.  Malfoy joins me in the air and we throw the ball back and forth to start with. I try shooting a few times, either I was pretty decent or Malfoy was just a terrible keeper.

"Are you going easy on me?" I ask, as I score another goal.

He scowls, "No. I'm trying , really. I told you, you'd be good at this."

"Right." I state as he flies over.

"Okay one last thing."

"I'm tired though, and we have a few more days." I protest

"No. Besides this is the most important part." He chucks me the ball. "Im going to try get the Quaffle off you. Ready? I'll give you a head start"

"Ugh" I groan, flying away from him, a few seconds he races after me, I swerve in between the towers. "Come on Malfoy, is that all you got?"

He scowls, speeding up so that we're parallel to each other. Barging into me, he tries to grab the ball.

"um ow." I nudge him back before changing direction. I look behind me, but he's disappeared. "Malfoy?" Im about to turn back a round when he flies past, stealing the ball out my hand.

"You've gotta stay focused Potter, that was too easy." He laughs, landing below me. 

"Whatever." I roll my eyes, still hovering in the air.

"We can call it day now." He shrugs looking up at me.

"Thank goodness." I lower my broom to the ground, but it doesn't go as smoothly I hoped and I end up toppling over onto my back, grunting at the impact.

"Really? The one thing you struggled with was landing?" Malfoy laughs.

"You didn't tell me how to land!"

"I didn't think it needed explaining." he carries on laughing.

"Stop, it's not funny." I grumble laying on the ground. "You're so annoying."

A hand appears in front of my face, "Come on, we better get back before it gets dark." he explains as he helps me up.

I dust myself off , " So do you think I have a chance? On the team?"