Roommates (drarry)

Quiddich practice

(I'm sorry this took so long I've been failing school lol but hopefully I'll have enough time now to finish this story)

Harry and Draco shut the door behind them, their thick black boots hitting the dark hard wood. Draco swished his white hair back, he had been wearing a large black and blue shirt with a monochrome striped long sleeve underneath. His baggy black alternative jeans hung low, many thin silver chains decorating them down to the cuffs.

Harry lifted his arms and placed a matching grey beanie on his almost boyfriends head. He had been wearing a yellow jumper with white sleeves and similar black jeans with multiple oversized pockets. His stylish white sneakers matched well with his white surgical mask and black beanie. "Wear my beanie, it's cold out." Harry smiled.

Draco groaned and rolled his eyes, playfully pushing the boy away. They began walking.
"You know in Canada this is a toque?" Harry gave him an interested glare yet Draco kept his smile to himself as they walked. "Really? A touuce?" He stuttered brittishly.

Draco laughed and wrapped his arm around the other. "A Toque." He grinned, "I have some family up there, interesting people."

"I didn't know that."

"Yeah, on my mom's side. They don't talk but she sends me postcards and sweets sometimes."

"That's sweet, I wish I had aunts like that." Harry nudged the taller boy with his elbow. Laughing.

"You should meet her sometime" draco smiled. Harry glanced at him then smiled back, nodding politely. " I'd love to."

Awhile later they made their way to the quidditch pitch. Hermione greeted them and signalled them to come over.
"Hey! You two look good." She smiled sweetly, clearly trying to ignore the awkwardness of what she had seen earlier. "Thanks Hermione, I think it's due to my shower earlier." He laughed as Draco smirked behind him.

"Uh-anyway, aren't you supposed to be out practicing?" Draco asked the two as his white hair flowed in the cold wind.

"Oh! Your right! We were just waiting for Harry, but now that your here we can go on. We just have to wait for those ravenclaw students to finish that match."

They waited for awhile before the three ran onto the pitch along with the other griffindors.
The buzzer timed and Harry flew up into the air. His lungs heaved at the added height; he couldn't spot the snitch at all. The Air was thick and foggy, only making it harder for him to breathe.

Soon the small, gold, object flew past his face and he chased after it like a cat with a string. It kept coming in and out of his line of vision before shooting backwards and coming clearly into view. He reached his pale hand out towards it yet was still too far away. He slid foreword on his broom, placing one foot on the heel. His cold fingers nearly reaching it now.

Just then, however, he heard Draco yelling his name from the stands. Harry turned to see him, unfortunately slipping on his broom and falling over the edge. The last thing he saw as he fell towards the ground was Draco holding a chill peace sign towards him.

In the midst of his darkness sat Draco, leaning against a weeping willow tree. Harry sat up slowly and stared at Him. His white hair hung low beneath his jaw as he watched his book curiously. His broad, pale, shoulders looked like they had been sunkissed from the previous days of being outside. "Good morning." He gave Harry a sweet smile and flipped his hair back.

Draco places his left hand in grass and caressed Harry's face with the other. Tracing his perfect fingers along Harry's jaw, cheekbone, and collar. "You always look so beautiful in the sunlight." He said as he moved their lips closer together.

Draco pulled him into a passionate kiss. He tasted like strawberries and roses. Harry kisses back, attempting to lean against him. Instead though, Harry was pushed into the grass and caressed all over by his lover. More passionate kisses making their way over to his neck and collar bones.
"Harry!" He heard him say frantically. Harry was pushed out of his trance and into the real world once again.

Draco slammed his head to the ground, waking him up. "Fucking hell, you scared me bitch!" Harry just laughed and pushed him off. They sat on the grassy pitch, the fog was still just as heavy.

"Uh, I think your head is bleeding?" Hermione pointed out. Harry touched the side of it, covering the tips of his fingers in blood.

"Shit." They rushed him to the hospital wing quickly, eating him a hefty headache and a wrap around bandage. "You know if you hadn't distracted me I would have got that." Harry stirred with annoyance.

"Fuck off, you were no-where near the snitch. Don't blame me." Harry rolled his eyes and continued twiddling his thumbs mindlessly. Draco sighed, becoming more serious as his responsibilities flew through his mind. "Hey, uh, I gotta go meet Pansy. She wanted me to help with her astronomy homework so I'll se you later okay?" Harry bit his lip, stopping his thumbs.

"K." As Draco began to get up from the bench they had been sitting on, Harry grabbed his sleeve. "Just, please don't fuck her. I know how she looks at you, I don't trust her." His face flushed with sadness. He hoped Draco wouldn't do anything but it was too early for that kind of trust yet. Draco nodded and kissed him on the forehead, leaving abruptly.