AN: So this was a prompt I got last week and I know it was a while before I wrote it. I was playing over in my head the idea of actually making this a story. I think I will. Tell me what you think. Not to much Makorra yet but there will be some. I'll draw it out. Hope you enjoy it.

The Great Hall was bustling on the dreary Saturday afternoon, the chatter of young wizards filling the air. It was the second to last week of the Quidditch season and it was one of the most anticipated matches of the year. Not because the standings were close but because it featured The Brothers, Mako and Bolin. They, for whatever reason, had been placed in separate houses. It wasn't unheard of but in most cases the Sorting Hat would usually keep families together throughout their tenure at Hogwarts. Maybe it thought the school needed a new rivalry. Either way their matches each year were intense, with the winner getting bragging rights for the next year. The room was decorated in the teams' colors and the trash talking was rampant with the occasional fight. Above the headmasters table was the bright glow of the standings for the season:

Gryffindor: 1st 950 points

Hufflepuff: 2nd 650 points

Slytherin: 3rd 450 points

Ravenclaw: 4th 200 points

This year's game was pivotal because it set up next week's final match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. The two teams had traded places atop the standings during the season with Hufflepuff falling out of first place the week prior. Gryffindor had a crushing victory against Slytherin 450-100. After that defeat Slytherin was out for blood.

Mako pulled his gaze from the standings and looked back down at the gameplan for what seemed like the fiftieth time. He wanted the team to build a big lead this week so that when it came down to the final match of the season they had a better chance at winning. He was closer this year then he had been in recent years. Gryffindor was going for a 4 peat of the trophy which was mostly due in part to their seeker, Korra. She was relentless in her game-play and had led the school in captures of the snitch the past three years, some say she was better than Potter had been. She was also beautiful and one hell of a wizard. Mako rested his head back against the wall and looked up at the ever-changing ceiling. He pondered the real reason he was worried and couldn't think straight. In reality he hated losing to her more than losing to Bolin. He was a perfectionist so when Gryffindor smeared the floor with them last year it cut him deep. He shook his head and opened up the folder again to take his mind off her.

"Why do you always sit over in this corner by yourself?" a voice asked. His ears pricked up when he heard the words roll of the tongue of the intruder, what irony.

"It helps me focus for the match. The less distractions the better, plus I like the quiet" he shot back not looking up from his work as he erased one of the chasers routes, replacing it with one a little less complicated. Knowing the Beifong brothers, he couldn't make their routes too complicated. She noticed that there was underlying sarcasm in his voice with that last bit, something she didn't take well to.

"Based on the standings it seems you need to rethink your quiet time" she said curtly pretending to look at her nails while glancing up at the standings. In reality she was gauging what he would do next. She loved getting under his skin because it was all too easy. Usually the two started arguing and other times he would get so flustered and red, she couldn't help but laugh. He then would not talk to her for weeks until she needed help in class. Her girlfriend didn't approve but who the hell cared. She was competitive and took advantage of every opportunity to get an edge, especially with him.

"I'll reassess it after our win next weekend. You guys have played sloppy the past couple weeks, we'll have a chance this year." he replied, his eyes still glued to the sprawled out papers happy with his retort.

"Well aren't you a little cocky, city boy" she said, amused smile gracing her soft lips. Maybe he did have some balls after all. He didn't talk to her much, so she kept pressing. "I mean I have been getting bored beating this whole school every year. I'm not banking on Mako and team Hufflepuff changing that though."

He just rolled his eyes as he collected his papers. He had enough of this and the more she spoke to him the more he couldn't help himself getting frustrated. But why did his heart just skip a beat? It was well known that she was taken but the heart wants what it can't have. At least that was the case with him. He shook his head trying to rid himself of the thoughts of kissing her or just actually opening up to her. He knew how he would make his exit, giving him the final blow to this verbal bout.

"Well if you'll excuse me I have a match to get to ready for." he said walking past her, bumping her shoulder rather roughly making her take a few steps back. He smiled as he continued to walk. Knowing Korra that wouldn't sit well, next week was going to be a hell of a match. Just how he planned.

/~~~~~~\

"He did what!?" Asami said a little upset that someone would step to Korra that way. Korra was finishing getting ready to head out to the pitch to watch the game while telling Asami of her recent run in with the captain of Hufflepuff.

"I know. I didn't think he had it in him" she said with a small smile to herself. She never knew Mako to be the one to be that confident to make a statement like that. In reality she didn't really know much about him but she had a few classes with him each year. He was easy on the eyes but what really piqued her interest at times was that he was a mystery to everyone. Everyone knew Bolin, he was the life of the party, but Mako was different. He kept his distance from everyone almost as if he was assessing every situation and weighing the pros and cons. She had tried multiple times to get him to open up but he constantly shut her down. It drove her crazy. It probably drove Asami crazy too because Korra talked about him a lot. She knew it was wrong to think of someone else this way knowing that she was in a relationship and all. That was the allure of Mako, the man of mystery.

"Well you don't need to worry about him this week. Save the fire for next week. We need you to be great and there will be scouts from the professional leagues taking in the match. You must play your best and remember that Mako is the enemy" Asami said coming close to her and tightening Korra's scarf. Korra pouted and rolled her eyes. It was the same talk every week about leaving school early and going pro. Korra didn't care if she did or not. She loved the sport too much to really care. She had the talent but she was also worried about her studies as well. Asami gave her a soft kiss on the lips and with that Korra's frustration evaporated. She went into the kiss a little deeper but Asami pulled back, like she always did.

"Save that for later" she said making Korra pout again. The two locked fingers and walked out of the Gryffindor dormitory and made their way to the field.

/~~~~~~\

Mako was pacing back and forth not really hearing the words that he was saying to his team. He knew they were inspirational but his mind was in overdrive, the weight of the match bogging him down. He finally finished his speech and it was met with cheers. They all came together placing their hands in the middle.

"Hufflepuff on 3...1..2..3" Mako yelled

"Hufflepuff!" was the energetic response. The team gathered their brooms and made their way from the locker room to the pitch. As they walked to the tunnel they came shoulder to shoulder with the Slytherin team. In an instant the teams were chirping at each other turning up the rivalry.

"Good luck to you Bolin" Mako said looking down at his younger brother who was lined up next to him.

"You too Mako." was all Bolin said in response, keeping his eyes locked forward. It seemed Bolin was pressing a little as well. This match always brought the worst in them. They had been so close growing up and losing their parents pretty early in their young lives. Once they got to Hogwats and split up they seemed to have grown distant. Nevertheless, Mako always made sure to keep an eye on his brother. "Just make sure to keep your head up this game"

Mako turned to face the opening and drew his focus back to the game. He could start to feel the stands shake as the teams were announced. With each step he took to the entrance of the field he felt his excitement grow. The excitement was soon turned to annoyance as the rain started to pelt his face. Whenever they played Slytherin it seemed that the weather tried it's hardest to make the conditions close to intolerable. He looked up towards the Gryffindor section to see if he could see those sharp blue eyes that cut him right to his very soul.

"Hey Mako. I'm coming for you." a burly voice shouted from the Slytherin side.

"Zaheer..." Mako said through gritted teeth. Zaheer seemed to have it out for Mako. The past years' matches left Mako in the infirmary every time. Zaheer was the best beater in the school and constantly got into fights with the opposing team. It seemed he had a more aggressive spot for Mako, it went beyond the Quidditch pitch. In fact that was the first time he ever met Korra was when she was helping him up after Zaheer shoved him into one of the various stone statues.

Mako mounted his broom and shot up into the gray sky. This was the part he loved, it broke him away from the stresses of this world. He did a couple of laps around the stadium let the wind whip through his hair as the rain continued its downpour. He came to the Beifong brothers who seemed to be on edge as well.

"You guys OK?" Mako asked overlooking the rest of the squad "I need you guys to be sharp. We need as many points as we can. The ref isn't going to call a clean game and we don't need a repeat of last year"

"Understood Captain" they said in unison.

"Mako!" someone shouted pulling him from the brothers. He turned to see the ref bringing the captains together. He flew over to Lin and Bolin.

"I want a clean match gentlemen. No shenanigans like last year" she barked over the noise of the crowd.

"Don't eat your whistle this year then" Mako shot back at her which garnered a glare from the tenured referee.

"Watch it Mako. Don't get yourself kicked before the match starts." Lin said glaring at him. He suddenly felt small under the gaze of the great referee. Mako looked away apologetically. "As I was saying. I'm not cutting any slack this year. Bolin, that means keeping your buddy Zaheer in check."

"I don't know what you're talking about" Bolin said trying to deny the rap sheet that his friend accrued over the years. She motioned for the two to shake hands and they didn't mutter a word to one another before they rejoined their teams. Lin released the snitch and the game began.

Mako saw it for a second and then it disappeared into the sky. All of a sudden Mako felt a gust of wind and saw a bludger fly right by his head. Shit, that was close. He tore across the pitch to avoid it's war path and flew up to watch the match from above. He saw the Beifongs streaking across the pitch.

"Finish the route" Mako said out loud as the two got close to putting the quaffle through the uprights. He groaned after he saw Wei tumble to the ground as the bludger met its mark straight in his chest. He dropped the quaffle and it was immediately picked up by a Slytherin chaser. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the golden glisten that could only mean one thing, he finally had spotted it. Apparently Bolin saw it to. Mako took off towards the snitch as it started to dart wildly through the air. Soon Bolin was on his heels trying to catch his older brother. They whipped over the stands jostling for position as they followed the snitch's trail. Mako felt a ball tearing through his side as the bludger found it's sweet spot. Mako started to feel himself slip off the broom as he tried to gasp for the oxygen that was knocked out of his lungs. He steadied himself and felt a pinching in his side, probably a broken rib. He saw that Bolin was now the only one chasing after the snitch. He knew it was dangerous but he decided to chase him down through the middle of the field. He looked up at the scoreboard and saw that even though he was't doing to well the team seemed to hold it together.

Hufflepuff: 60

Slytherin: 30

Within minutes he was back on Bolin's tail as he tried get back into the race for the golden sphere. He caught up and bumped him trying to knock him off the path. Mako threw his weight into his brother knocking him off his route. He slammed into one more time allowing him to get in position to be the first one to it. Bolin was starting to get frustrated and before he knew it was throwing a punch straight into Mako's left side of his jaw.

"What the hell Bolin!?" Mako said angrily as he spit out some blood. They were getting close to the snitch now but of course it swept up towards the sky and the brothers followed without missing a step. All eyes were on them, including hers. The crowd went silent as the two continued to climb, shooting past the stands and out of the stadium. Mako stretched out his fingers barely grazing the gold orb, but came up empty. He knew it wouldn't keep this flight path for long and waiting below him was Zaheer and Bolin. The snitch decided to make it's descent. Mako knew it was now or never. He leapt from his broom and lunged for the snitch. He felt his hand close around the sought after ball, the weight of the match finally lifting from his shoulders. They had won with enough points to make next week's game more competitive. He still had his hand around the handle of his broom but felt his body start to fall towards the ground. He went to settle the broom back down before something bad happened. Before he could, he felt the bludger again this time connecting with his face and sending him crashing into the Gryffindor stands. He slammed through the wooden structure onto the stairs below. His body screamed in pain as the bones realized they were broken. Students and professors gathered around him as he felt his eyes succumb to unconsciousness, not before he locked eyes with those beautiful blue eyes.

"Mako" a muffled voice said shaking him which was not the smartest idea. He groaned in pain. He finally closed his eyes, seeing nothing but blackness.