Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Gryffindor vs Slytherin

After spending quite some time snuggling up to Draco, he eventually had to go back to the Slytherin common room and, I had to go to bed. Ron came into our dorm quite late at night. His hair was ruffled and his clothes were messed up.

"Had fun with Hermione did you?" I said grinning at Ron. He just rolled his eyes at me and got into bed. I sat on my bed for quite some time, I just couldn't fathom how lucky I was to have a boyfriend, and for that boyfriend to be Draco. Many of the younger girls had a crush on Draco, they glared at me but it felt good to know I was the one he chose.

I woke up to Ron clunking around with his quidditch gear. I sighed as I sat up.

"Oh sorry mate" Ron said struggling to put on his trousers without falling over.

"No worries" I replied hopping out of bed. I slipped my red quidditch jumper on and walked to breakfast with Ron. Hermione was already there in a red Gryfinndor t-shirt.

Draco was sat at the Slytherin table with his teammates. He looked so good in that emerald green jumper. I didn't sit facing him, but just feeling him look at me made me smile.

"So are you ready for the big game Harry?" Hermione asked trying not to make eye contact with Ron who was already turning pink.

"As ready as I can be" I replied, looking inquisitively at both Ron and Hermione. They both looked at each other.

"Jesus guys, I know you are a thing, it's blaring obvious" I said reassuringly. Hermione looked relieved and Ron just smiled. I continued to watch them silently flirt until it was time to head to the quidditch pitch.

I was in the changing room cleaning my broomstick when Draco waltzed in.

"Ahh still clearing that piece off rubbish are we Potter?" Draco said as he chucked. I just gave him a juvenile side-eye. This made him laugh more.

"Hey, good luck out there" Draco said kissing me on the forehead.

"You too" I said as he walked out onto the pitch to be met with a roar of cheers and boos. I walked out a minute after.

The game started. Ron was doing a brilliant job of being a goalkeeper. We managed to score a few goals but the match mainly rested on me catching the snitch. I darted around the pitch, Draco was following me closely. I suddenly saw it, a speck of gold glimmer in the corner of my eye. I sped off to grab it but suddenly the audience erupted with groans. I looked behind me, Draco had been hit with a bludger and been subsequently thrown off his broom.

I sped down to Draco and clutched his leg, which was bleeding rapidly. McGonagall was the first of the teachers to attend to Draco. She gently removed my hands from Draco's leg. I insisted on holding his hand.

"You're going to be ok Draco" I said with shaking breath. Draco was slipping in and out of consciousness.

By now Draco and I were surrounded by a ring of teachers, all trying to help. Eventually, a stretcher was brought out and Draco was placed on it. Someone tried to hold me back and not let me stay with Draco, I couldn't see who it was through the tears but I shook them off and ran after him.

"Draco I'm here, I won't leave you" I whispered as I followed the stretcher to the hospital wing.

"Ahh we meet again Mr Malfoy and Mr Potter" Madam Pomfrey said. She had Draco placed on a bed and began to remove the bloody bandages that someone had magicked around his leg. He had been hit in the upper thigh. As Madam Pomfrey was pulling back the bandages I saw horror invade her face. Draco's leg looked awful. Like really awful, his leg had a hole in it reaching the bone.