Malfoy's Infatuation

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A/N: Sorry it took a couple of days for a new chapter to be uploaded, we've made this one extra long to make up for it, 9800 words long. 😳 The outfit in the header is what we imagine y/n wearing at the party, as always it's up to you if you want to use this or not. And the song is the song that y/n and Cedric dance to later on in the chapter, (it will be marked with * when you should play the song). We hope you like this one because we really enjoyed writing it, we fed into a lot of different fandoms in this chapter. Enjoy x

Y/N's POV:

"Are you at least a wee bit excited for your first quidditch match [Y/N]?, it's not always easy the first time but maybe since you're a seeker instead of a chaser like me, it might be different." I turn to Cho, jostled a little by the rest of the team,

"Yes I'm excited but I'm mostly nervous, Oliver taught me almost everything I know, I don't want to let him down." She gives my hand a reassuring squeeze as the shutter of the tunnel pulls up, now we can hear the full effect of the screaming and the theme. It's a completely different atmosphere here, I'm used to watching but it feels different now that I'm being watched. The tunnel across from us opens too and I see the Gryffindor team, my mates dotted among them. They look so stupid in their uniform honestly, especially Harry, he is drowning in the robe.

We follow Davies out onto the pitch, taking our positions. I scan the crowd spotting Cedric immediately, a blue dot amongst yellow, the sight alone brings an enormous grin to my face. I send a wink at him and make sure to wave at Luna.

"HELLO AND WELCOME TO HOGWARTS'S 3RD QUIDDITCH GAME OF THE SEASON! TODAY'S GAME, RAVENCLAW VS GRYFFINDOR!"

The commentations fade into the background as I focus intently on Madam Hooch, preparing myself for the same. Big breaths, in and out [Y/N], you could just win or lose the game here, no pressure. My breathing quickens and I go into a bit of a slight panic. "[Y/N]" My panic stricken breaths relax at the sound of his voice, I look up at Oliver, locking eyes with him. "You've got this, don't panic, believe me, you're the best Quidditch player on this whole damn pitch" He smiles encouragingly, I nod along feeling more at ease and ready to go.

"Thank you Oliver" I smile at him receiving a wink and a slight head turn back. He's so cheeky, I swear. I take one more big breath, looking back down to Madam Hooch,

"... clean game from all of you." She kicks the trunk letting the bludgers fly out, the golden snitch loops around me and Harry, taunting us with its very presence. I see Harry look back down to the pitch out of the corner of my eye, but I keep my full attention on the golden snitch following its path around the field, sussing out where it is going to hide.

The players beneath us start flying in random directions beneath us. I can see flickers of ginger hair beneath me and the sound of mischievous laughter, Fred and George, no doubt and in their natural element too. Harry and I keep in the same place still looking for the Golden Snitch, the colours of the stands bleed together into a multitude of colours as I try my eyes dart from one corner of the arena to the next. I don't let myself get distracted, but I can still hear the feats of my team and the opposing team.

"Roger Davies scores! 10 points for Ravenclaw!"

A slight smug smile does come to my face but is nearly knocked off completely by a rogue bludger. I begin rotating just slightly, in an endless search for this bloody snitch. Although I was looking for the snitch, I get distracted by the quaffle being passed from person to person in rapid succession. Yes! Ravenclaw scores again adrenaline flows through my body.

"Another 10 points to Ravenclaw!"

A bludger comes flying at me and I'm not fast enough to get out of its path. It's just me dead on the side of my head, not hard enough to knock me off but hard enough to make me unbalanced. My body swings backwards. PULL UP PULL UP [Y/N]! A hand finds my lower back, rebalancing me on my broom.