DISCLAIMER: …. All rights belong to the author of the Harry Potter series… THIS IS NOT MY STORY!!! This story belongs to siriuseverus, and she has me posting this because it IS slash, and her mother checks her profile. Enjoy!!! But please, read my other stories!! I write Twilight fan fiction only though…

(Harry's point of view) It was always hard for me, choosing between what was right and what I wanted, but in one moment, I got it all.

See, one day... I walked up to the Quidditch Pitch with my Firebolt, because I wanted to practice my Wronski Feint.

However, I saw someone, who was obviously a seeker by build, practicing so I just sat and watched. I was hoping to learn about the opposing team, whichever team it turned out to be. He was beautiful.

The mystery seeker was not necessarily good enough to beat *me *(Who can?)... but he was just so at home in the air. Wow. The fluidity and gracefulness in his movements made me sit and watch in stunned awe.

The seeker dove, and as he pulled out of it I gasped at the *smoothness*. He (the mystery seeker) must have heard because then... When he turned to see the source of the noise, the light hit his pale blond hair and illuminated his icy blue eyes. Draco's pale skin seemed healthy outdoors, in the sunlight.

It was Draco Malfoy. And I was breathless. Just looking at Draco made my heart beat accelerate. This new reaction was so unexpected, so different than what Draco usually made me feel, and it was so amazing.

As soon as Draco landed, I was unable to control myself and approached my former enemy, current.... I decided not to think about that during that moment in time.

"Wow" I said, without thinking.

"What is it, Potter?!" Draco sneered "I have better ways to spend my time than be around the friend of both a blood traitor and a mud blood."

I was taken aback. In my revelation, I had not realized that Draco did not know anything had changed.

"I am so—never mind! You always were a prat." I sputtered.

Now Draco was confused and flew up to sit in the stands of the Pitch to think and rest. I joined him, faced Draco and leaned forward, while Draco did the same.

The kiss was clumsy and gentle. It was perfect. ''It's always the last place you look''