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Ricardo giggled as he moved heading for the class hoping this would be a simple one. His last class required magical assistance to find so a straight forwards move was welcomed. With the man leaving being so brave he was still being a Slytherin as he was making sure he got what he wanted with little reluctance. Having agreed to the date he could not back out but he wondered how the man measures up. As he entered the class he saw the Weasley and smiled. Taking out the book he read the message and replied.

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"Sneaky... But it is a date.. "

slytherthings

Draco tucked his journal under his arm and walked to his final class. He arrived before the professor began, but it was later than he liked, and most of the other students were already settled. He glanced around the room and grinned when he noticed his new friend.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked Rico, even as he set his pack down and pulled out the chair.

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This was not how he had excepted the game to so far, chasing the snitch, and avoiding Draco all at once he could hear Lee's voice booming practically shrieking every time the slytherin would score a point.

Of course Gryffindor was ahead by three, but the snitch was nowhere currently and Harry flew past Draco pretending to that he had saw the golden snitch and sure enough he had! It was hovering far off on the slytherin side.

So Harry ducked and dodged his way there once he was close he had felt somebody collided with him and soon they both were falling from the sky to the ground below, with a thud Harry had landed on his left side, thankfully he bruised his hip just slightly. He glared at Malfoy. "What the fuck! Watch where you are flying!"

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Much of the Slytherin team from last year did not return this season, which meant the positions were filled by much younger students. They'd played surprisingly well during the match against Gryffindor, and Draco really wanted to win. Catching the snitch would end the game and earn their first victory.

He spent most of the game circling around the pitch and keeping an eye on his opponent seeker. He watched Harry fly past him and dive. Draco leaned forward, gaining speed. They were almost there when Harry turned suddenly. Draco crashed into him and tumbled to the ground, rolling a couple of times and landing beside his opponent.

A glint of gold hovered inches off Potter's left shoulder. Draco launched himself towards it, but his position on the ground made it difficult, and he landed on top of Harry. He couldn't quite grasp the snitch, but his hand knocked it to the ground. He reached out, fingers just grazing the tiny wings.

intothechaxs

Harry, didn't see the golden snitch over his shoulder at all. Wondering why Malfoy decided to just jump on him like that was he trying to distract him from the snitch?

"Malfoy what are you doing?" He asked in a hushed type tone so that only the two of them could hear.

Yes they weren't dating but they were seeing each other privately, they didn't have a label or anything but the two of them slept together.

He reached up to move a stray strand of hair out of Draco's face to take in the others features. He just loved the way Draco's eyes looked in the sunlight more blue than grey.

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Harry’s soft voice caught his attention, and the warm, green eyed gaze froze him as effectively as a basilisk. The shouts of the crowd faded as he stared down at his competitor, feeling their bodies pressed close together.

Although it was temporary, he enjoyed this… thing he had with Potter, finally able indulge in his obsession with the Gryffindor.

The flutter of tiny wings tickled his palm, and Draco closed his fist around the Snitch, holding it up. He ran his fingers into Harry’s disheveled hair and laughed happily, not sure which hand held the better prize.

intothechaxs

Harry smirked staring up into those silver eyes that he would often catch glimpses of blue.

He liked Draco so much. "So I guess you finally beat me at catching the snitch!" He said matter of factly, because he had seen the snitch before he hit the ground and saw it hovering inches from his hand when Draco jumped on him.

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The Slytherin team whooped and cheered when Draco sat up, still straddling Harry, and showed off the snitch in his hand. "Finally!" he agreed with a triumphant smile, gazing down at his disheveled opponent. He was tempted to kiss him silly, but remembered the crowd surrounding them. "We'll have to continue this later," he promised, running his gloved hand through Harry's messy hair once more before reluctantly rolling off and standing up. He held his hand out for Potter to take.

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To the crowd it just looked like two boys bickering and fighting to get up, but Harry, it was just them.

Another shiver that went down his spine at his hair being touched, oh how he wanted this to be more.

He lingered a few minutes as slytherin was was announced the winner and Harry fake glared at the other.

"Oh why yes we will have to continue. Hope to see you soon Malfoy."

He said taking the offered hand and almost wanting to pull Draco down and kiss him but he didn't standing up and dusting his outfit a bit. "Good game Malfoy."

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"Good game, Potter," he echoed, smirking once more at Harry before turning towards the field where his teammates sprinted towards him. He cheered with the Slytherin players, returning high fives and bear hugs before the group finally left the pitch. Draco followed the others towards the locker rooms, wrinkling his nose at how much dirt covered him. He needed a shower.

Catching the snitch was always exciting, but beating Gryffindor was fantastic. His thing with Harry had not affected his competitiveness. A few years ago he'd have gloated, but now he just wanted to celebrate with him.

intothechaxs

Harry smirked watching them all cheer and walk away. He was glad secretly that slytherin had won but he had to fake it.

Walking off to join his team who all looked rather pissed, Harry also looked pissed, Ron was yelling of course Hermione making sure he was okay.

He was a bit dirty but deciding to head to his dorm to have a shower seemed like a good idea.

He'll see Draco later of course at dinner.

slytherthings

After an impromptu celebration and a long, hot shower, Draco felt refreshed. By dinner time he was starving, and cheerfully made his way to great hall.

His gaze skipped across the Gryffindors’ table, looking for Harry’s messy hair. His heart fluttered, which was silly, because he wasn’t supposed to like Harry.

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