Thicker Than Blood | Drarry

Eighteen.

Dedication to cxsmictragedy, thanks so much for reading and supporting!!

I'M SO SORRY THIS IS A DAY LATE!! I totally forgot what day it was as soon as my summer semester ended, sorry!

Also, when I say slow burn, this is a slowwwwww burn lol. Hopefully it's not too bad, but if you hate me please let me know! I love feedback <3

This is my favorite chapter so far :) Enjoy!!

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Draco kicked off the ground, nudging the Hufflepuff beside him out of his way. He flew up and towards the Hufflepuff goals, as Angelina shot straight up and grabbed the quaffle, sending it immediately towards Alicia.

Just like in practice. This is just like practice, you can do it, he thought as he ran the drill through his head. Alicia threw the ball up to Draco, as Angelina rocketed towards the goal, Draco sending it back to her. She sped towards the center goal, while Draco took the left and Alicia took the right. She didn't need to pass it to either of them, however, as she had outflown everyone and shot the ball into the goal before a bludger had even come anywhere near her.

Draco and Alicia bumped their broomsticks against Angelina's as the crowd went wild, Lee Jordan's overly enthusiastic voice booming over the speakers. The two girls were smiling, and Draco couldn't help but do the same.

All the rough nights, all the brutal flying drills, were worth it for moments like these. He felt his worries ease away as he watched the scoreboard change to 10-0. He found Hermione in the crowd, next to Neville and Luna, who all immediately caught Draco's eyes and gave him excited waves.

Draco was determined to make his house proud.

The Hufflepuff keeper had the quaffle in his hands, ready to find an open Chaser to send the ball to. Draco caught his eye, he was looking straight at the chaser just ahead of him. As the quaffle flew out of his hands, Draco sped up to the chaser. The second he had caught the ball, Draco ripped it right out of his hands and passed it to Angelina, who scored another successful goal.

It became routine, Draco would target the opposite chaser, steal the ball, and pass it to either Angeline or Alicia who worked in masterful ways to weave in and out of the defense and trick the keeper. Draco managed to score a goal here and there, but he would mostly work the plays and try to keep the ball away from the other team as much as he could.

Draco had become so focused on the game that he had lost track of the score, but by the way that they were playing, he was sure that they were winning. By a lot.

And sure enough, he took a glance at the scoreboard and read 200-20.

Two hundred points? He didn't think that he had seen any team score that many points without catching the snitch during his time at Hogwarts. If they kept playing the way that they were, it wouldn't even matter if Harry was able to catch the snitch or not.

Where was Harry?

Draco hadn't seen him since he had kicked off at the beginning of the game, and he quickly scanned the sky. There he was, sitting above the Hufflepuff student section, not too far from Draco. His eyes were darting around, trying to find the golden yellow ball. But he managed to miss the bludger that was headed directly towards his back.

Fred darted towards Harry, yelling at him to duck, but it had been too late. The bludger smashed into the tail of Harry's broom, causing it to snap in half, and causing Harry to fall.

Fuck.

The entire Gryffindor team heard the crack and snapped their heads towards Harry as he fell out of the sky, Fred and George already darting towards him. They weren't going to make it.