Because I love you

Chapter 5- Practicing

   A/n: I know, I know, I'm the absolute WORST at updating this. I basically got bitchslapped my writer block in the face, so I apologize for posting this so long after the last chapter. That being said, I hope you enjoy this update, happy reading.
———————————————————————— Having Finished breakfast, Harry asked Ron if he would get their brooms and head down to the pitch. Ron questioned why he wasn't going with him, to which harry gave him a look, Ron looked at him confused, then a look of realization crossed his face. At this he quickly left the Great Hall, leaving Harry to his task of asking Malfoy to join them.

   Harry stood from his spot at the Gryffindor table, then made his way over to the Slytherins, where he saw Draco engaged in conversation with Zabini and Pansy.

   "Excuse me, may I borrow Draco for a moment? I need to talk to him." Harry asked. Draco looked up at him with an odd expression. "Sure, I guess." Zabini spoke.
Draco then stood before following Harry out into the corridor. Harry had stopped in front of a suit of armor, turning around to face his boyfriend. "Good morning," he said.
"Good morning, " Draco said, one eyebrow raised. "what did you need to talk to me about?" he asked. "Well, I was wondering if I could ask you to come play Quidditch with me and Ron. Would you care to join us?" Harry asked.

   "Of course I would, could you run with me to get my things?" Draco replied. "Sure, lead the way mon cap-i-tan," Harry said.
The blonde looked to the other boy, highly amused at his statement. "Did you just call me "my captain?" he asked in a fit of giggles.
"Actually, it was mainly a Lion King reference, that's a muggle movie, but yes technically I did just call you my captain in French," he explained. "Im aware of what language it was, I can speak it yah dork." Draco said, playfully punching his shoulder. "Alright, alright, let's go get your stuff," Harry said.

   The pair started down towards the Slytherin dormitories. "We are gonna turn right down this hall, then we'll be at the portrait for the common room," Draco said.
"I know, " Harry mumbled. Draco stopped where he stood. Harry turned to see the blonde looking at him, his grey eyes filled with confusion. "Wait, how do you know how to get to our common room. You've never been down here." Draco said. "Well..." Harry said looking at his shoes before peaking guiltily at his boyfriends face. "What did you do?" Draco asked, skepticism hinting in his voice. "Do you remember in second year, right before Christmas, when Crabbe and Goyle were acting weird in the common room?" Draco's eyes widened, his mouth falling open. "Well, that wasn't really Crabbe and Goyle, it was Ron and me."

   "You poly juiced yourselves? How, and why?" Draco asked. "Hermione brewed the polyjuice in the girl's bathroom, no one hardly ever went in there so we knew we wouldn't be caught. And we needed to polyjuice ourselves because we, mainly Ron, thought that you were sorta maybe the heir of Slytherin." Hardy explained, waiting for Draco to get angry with him. Instead, he heard him start to laugh uncontrollably.

   "You thought I was the heir of Slytherin?" Draco gasped between laughs. "Well, you kept telling us 'you'll be next' and you kept going on about how 'mudbloods' are scum and shit like that, so yes, we thought you were the heir of Slytherin," Harry said. "Baby, the only thing I was able to think about in second year was the fact that you can speak Parseltongue, " Draco giggled. "Did you just call me baby?" Harry asked. "Maaayybeeee, " Draco said. "Let's just get to the common room before you start something that we can't finish." Harry said while shaking his head. Draco's eyebrows shot up. "Alright, um, well as I said it's down this hall then to the right." The blonde said.

   While Draco got his broom and dressed in his Quidditch robes, the boys talked about how who was who in the polyjuice incident during second year. Having finished that explanation, they talked about the homework assignments they were behind on while making their way down to the pitch.

   "I was wondering, would you help me with my potions essay since Snape seems dead set on failing me." Harry asked. "Sure, as you obviously know, since we were just there, I have my own room, you can come visit, and we can practice some potions that might be in the final, and work on our essays, " Draco said. "Ok, that works for me, I'll just go, while Ron explains to Mione why you were playing Quidditch with us today," said Harry. "Alri- wait, you told the weasel about us?" Draco asked. "Yes I did, he's one of my best friends, I wouldn't keep a secret from him, I trust Hermione just as much, but can you call him Ron instead of weasel, it hurts his feelings," Harry said. "Ok, I'll do it for you scarhead." Draco said with a wink. "K ferret." Harry answered, sticking his tongue out.

   "Oi, can you two just get over here so we can get something done before lunch!" Ron shouted from the other side of the field. "Sorry Ron, We got to talking in the hall when we were going to get Draco's things,"
"Well, you took and awful long time, so talk faster next time," Ron chided. "For the record, it was my fault for our tardiness, so watch your tone Crabbe," Ron quickly turned to Harry with a look of shock. "You told him about second year!" Ron asked. "Only about us poly juicing ourselves, nothing else, so calm down," Harry answered. Ron started to walk towards his broom, muttering to himself. "What was that?" Harry giggled. "Er, nothing, let's just start practicing," Ron answered.

The three boys practiced until it was time to go in for lunch. After sliding of his broom, Harry made his way over to Draco. "Practicing with you was fun, we should do it again." Harry said. "I like that idea, well, I'd better head back to my friends, I'm sure they think you've hexed me six ways from Sunday by now," Draco said, turning to walk away. Harry immediately reached for the sleeve of his robes. Draco turned back around to find Harry less than an inch in front of his face. "You didn't seriously think I was gonna let you leave without a kiss did you?" He seductively smirked. Harry then grabbed the front of Draco's robes, closing the distance between them, locking their lips in a soft, yet passionate kiss. "Get a room!" Ron shouted. Harry raised his middle finger at Ron, making sure to not break the kiss. Draco however started to pull away. "I'll get you back for that later, we better head back so we don't miss lunch, but how about you come around 11:30 tonight to work on our essays?" Draco asked. "It's a date." Harry smiled.