9 months later

Hermione had told all of her closest friends about her problem with Draco. Harry, Ginny, Neville, Luna and even Ron of all people, had all said that it was impossible for Draco to be that violent. They had all said how sweet he was and that he would never hurt Hermione. What a joke. Hermione had thought when they told her that. Molly and Narcissa had found out about the problem Hermione was having through Ginny, who had promised her she wouldn't tell anyone. Stupid bitch. Hermione had thought when she found out. Molly and Narcissa, too didn't believe her. No one seemed to believe her. Well, she could see why they didn't. Draco was always acting so nice to her whenever out of the house or whenever the two weren't alone, but when they were alone together... That was another story.

He smelt a lot like baby powder whenever he came home now a days. Hermione had decided not to ask him about it, in fear that she'd get beaten again. She had wondered if he had gotten Pansy pregnant which was why he smelt like baby powder. She decided not to ask him about that either.

"Oi Mudblood." Draco yelled from the living room. He had been calling her mudblood again since three months ago. "My team's got a match against this shitty team tomorrow. Its the beginning of the new season- Forgot the name. They are foreign. Apparently they bought a new seeker over transfer period. Paid a bloody lot for him too. Bloody stupid- They say he's good, better than me even. I say bullshit- Anyways, I want you to go watch the game. Make me look good."

Hermione shook her head, thinking about it. "I don't want to go." She yelled back from where she was. "I'm busy with-"

"Shut up. You're going." Draco hissed as he walked into the room Hermione was in. "You didn't go to five other games I asked you to go to, so you're going to tomorrow's."

Hermione was about to say something to prevent her from going but was interrupted.

"No buts. End of discussion. You are going tomorrow. Goodbye." Draco rapped. With a small glare at Hermione he apparated somewhere.

Hermione moaned and lay her head onto her desk. She had a lot of work to do that was given to her by the ministry. Having to go to the game tomorrow, she had to get these done today. She sighed and decided to get to work if she wanted them finished quickly.

It was four am by the time she had finished working. Draco had just gotten back from whatever he was doing. The presence of him back home had brought a new smell to the apartment. It was horrid. She could smell the disgusting taste of beer floating about the room. Sighing, Hermione decided to go to sleep- Not in the bedroom they shared of course, since Draco was drunk. She conjured a small bed, locked the door and decided to go to sleep.

It seemed to be all too soon when the noise of banging was heard. Hermione opened her eyes and moaned.

"Mudblood!" Draco yelled as he banged on the door. "The match is at two pm at the Tornadoes stadium. Look your best or I'll kill you. Its in three hours."

A pop was heard.

Off to see Pansy again... Hermione thought.

Three hours later, Hermione found herself in a room with Draco and all the other Tornadoes players and their girlfriends/wives. She had put on a bit of make up and wore a simple tank top and jeans. Draco didn't seem to mind it albeit it being very muggleish.

"We're going to own the other team!" Draco yelled as the team started to go through their tactics again. He was the captain.

"Yeah!" one of the beaters yelled.

"We've got Draco the Malfoy!" the other beater said with a grin.

"And he's way better than that new seeker on the shitty team we're against." A chaser muttered. "One player doesn't make a difference to the team, right?"

Hermione watched as the players all nodded.

"Mu-'Mione" Draco said with a forced smile. He placed a cold kiss on her rosy cheeks, leaving an icy like mark behind. "Go sit on the V.I.P box with the other girls."

Hermione nodded and walked off, not looking back. Getting to the V.I.P. box, she sat on the seat that had said Draco's name on it. She sighed. Hopefully the game ends quickly.

The team player's names were being announced on both sides. The team the Tornadoes were against had asked to keep their new seeker's name a secret for now. They wanted it to be a surprise.

Fifteen minutes had past since the game had begun, the score was 45-0 to the Tornadoes. The other team was crap, The Tornadoes weren't joking about it Hermione realized. The Keeper was worse than herself!
Hermione decided to look at Draco who wasn't really playing. He was flashing perfect smiles at cameras and pretty girls who were all screaming and fainting when he flashed them a smile. Camwhore. Hermione thought, disgusted. She decided to look at the rival team players since she knew how all the Tornadoes players looked like.

Two of the chasers had blonde hair, one a surfer cut and the other a buzz cut. The other chaser had long dark red hair tied back, looking very much like Bill Weasley. The beaters were twins with brunet hair. They reminded Hermione very much of the Weasley twins, they even had the same hair cut. The keeper had the same hair colour but had curly hair. Turning her attention to the new Seeker, he had black hair, a fauxhawk/Joehawk. (A/N think of Beckham's old fauxhawk or Joe Jonas' old one which is known as the Joehawk)
He looked very familiar, but she couldn't point out where she had seen him from. Maybe posters of Seekers...

The seeker seemed to had spotted the snitch as he started to perform a dive. The commentator yelled about it and it seemed to have caught Draco's attention as he stopped smiling and chased after the new seeker.

"FUCK!" he yelled as he crashed onto the ground. His nose was bloody.

The new seeker was faking. He flew back up and started to look for the snitch again.

Twenty minutes and ten Wronski feints later, the score was a 140-50 to the Tornadoes and Draco had a bloodied face with a broken nose and several cuts. But he still flashed smiles at the camera whenever he could.

The new seeker went for another dive.

"I don't think Malfoy is going to fall for that one again!" The commentator yelled as the seeker dove.

Draco stayed in stagnation on his broom and just laughed. He didn't want to fall for another Wronski feint and had decided to believe what the commentator had said.

The new seeker raised his broom up to avoid crashing, he was still flying after 'nothing'.

"Holy!" The commentator yelled, causing the fans and anti-fans to start yelling as well. "Maybe he really has spotted the snitch! The new seekers spotted the snitch!"

Draco now frantically flew after the new seeker, regretting his decision of not chasing after him. He was several meters away.

Hermione watched as she saw a golden glint a few meters a way coming her way. Shit! she screamed inside her head as she suddenly realized what was going to happen. The snitch was coming her way and she had a big feeling that the seeker was going to crash into her in attempt to catch the snitch. She started screaming.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" The commentator yelled. "Shit! Sorry for the language but shit! The seekers going to crash into one of the player's guests! Shit!"

All the fans and anti-fans were now screaming and swearing in horror as they watched the scene. All of the team players on both sides seemed to have stopped playing as they too watched in horror along with the crowd.

Hermione didn't seem to notice Draco, who was pale faced as the new seeker closed the distance between them. Hermione shut her eyes and waited for her 'maybe' death that was slowly, well quickly, coming towards her. A second later though, she felt herself being lifted off of her seat, an arm protectively wrapped around her waist. When she opened her eyes, she found herself approximately a hundred feet off the ground, an arm still wrapped around her, and sitting perfectly on a wooden stick in her opinion. She squealed in terror. She hadn't told anyone about the reason why she had failed the broom flying lesson during first year. She had acrophobia. Well, not that seriously but a pretty good height way off the ground scared her. Also, she hadn't been on a broom since first year, so the experience right now and terrifying. She started to breath in and out quickly as she started to panick.

"Shhh." A Slavic accented voice said in a soothing calm way.

Hermione saw that he had caught the snitch as she saw it on his rather big hands. Those hands... They look familiar...

"I am sorry for bring you up high. I am hoping I no scare you?"

A/N

Thats the second chapter. What do you think?
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