Draco held in a deep breath, and then exhaled noisily. He gripped the pole tighter, and ran off as fast as possible. The pole hit the ground and he soared over the bar. The exhilaration was more than he had ever experienced – and Draco had done some crazy stuff.
He stayed in the air for longer than he thought possible. He landed less gracefully than he would have liked, but it wasn't bad for his first time. He stood, grinning for a minute, before he ran back to do it again.
He managed to do it a few more times, but after moving the bar up, he ran into trouble. He barely cleared it, and landed ungracefully and painfully on his ass.
His normally pale face blushed crimson. He turned around to make sure no one was watching (even though he had made sure to be alone before trying pole vaulting). He stood up and tried to regain his dignity, but he couldn't control his blush.
Then there was an explosion of laughter.
Draco spun around and glared at the dark haired boy.
"Potter! You aren't supposed to be watching yet."
He was whining, but he didn't care. He pouted.
Harry tried to stop laughing long enough to greet the pale boy, but he couldn't. When he finally managed to choke out a greeting, Draco's pout, on his still-red face, sent him back into hysterics.
Draco stomped over. "There's no reason to laugh at me, Potter."
Harry attempted to regain a straight face. "Well, it was damn funny."
Draco smiled sheepishly, and his eyes lit up. "I did it, though. I won."
Harry's eyes widened, and he spluttered for a minute.
Draco's smile grew.
"I never thought you'd actually do it."
"Well, I did. I managed to pole vault. I win."
Harry sighed, and advanced on his boyfriend. "Yes, you did. You're so damn stubborn." The rebuke was lessened by the soft kiss Harry planted on Draco's lips.
Draco grinned evilly. "So you have to dress like a girl for the whole day."
Harry frowned. "Where am I going to get a dress?"
Draco pulled a wizarding picture out of his pocket, and handed it to his lover.
Harry's eyes widened comically. "You want me to wear that? What will the professors say?"
"They already know I'm a bad influence on you. I'm sure they'll laugh."
Harry frowned at the picture.
Draco chuckled. "Come to the Slytherin dormitories tomorrow morning and I'll give it to you."
Harry sighed, accepting his fate. He put his arm around Draco's shoulders. "You're lucky I love you."
Draco blushed slightly, and kissed Harry's cheek.
(AN: Just a cute little fluff I wrote during my car trip when I couldn't work on IPC. Hope you enjoyed, and look for a new chapter of IPC coming soon, if my internet cooperates.)