Drarry. Draco testing out prototype brooms for his father's Qudditch team with his boyfriend Harry. Fluff. One shot. Slash. I do not own the characters, they are owned by J.K. Rowling.
Harry's hair flew in the wind as he chased after Draco on his Firebolt. Draco called over his shoulder "Come on, Harry. Try to keep up." He chuckled as he flew fast on his Cosmic Rocket, a new broom that he was testing for his father's newest Qudditch team.
Draco gasped slightly as Harry flew under him quite close to ground level and whistled a wolf whistle to startle him. "Harry, don't fly so low to the ground. I don't want you to get hurt."
He smiled up at him winked saying "Love, I am okay."
The Boy Who Lived took off quick and flipped upward suddenly stopping in front of Draco, causing him to quickly pull on the brakes. They hovered in the air, staring at each other.
Draco glared at him very angrily and said "Oi! Harry! You could have fallen off your bloody broom." Harry smirked and he felt a little self satisfied while saying "That wasn't my intention I just wanted to do this."
He leaned forward and kissed Draco's lips softly. Harry could feel Draco's anger melt away and capturing his mouth in another kiss. He broke the contact, feeling heat on his own face and Draco had a blush on his pale cheeks.
Draco mumbled shyly "Harry.." And all of sudden Harry poked him on his head and said "You're it." Harry took off with while blowing a kiss. Draco chuckled happily saying "All right broom, show your stuff" and followed after him around the pitch.