Quidditch Practice
The next morning dawned bright and warm, and as she woke Sasha remembered that there was Quidditch practise this morning. She checked her watch: an hour until practise officially began. Sasha groaned and rose. She pulled on her green Quidditch robes and bewitched her hair to braid itself, tieing each thin plait with either a green or silver ribbon.
After a bit of a rushed breakfast, Sasha retrieved her Nimbus 2001 from her dormitory and made her way down to the Quidditch pitch with Draco.
"Nice hair," he said as he saw her in the Entrance Hall. Sasha blushed slightly.
"You still have that effect on me, Draco," she said dreamily. He smirked and took Sasha's hand as the pitch came into view.
After a quick pep talk in the change room, Sasha retrieved the balls' crate and took it out to the pitch. She released the bludgers for Crabbe and Goyle's practise, and the Golden Snitch for Draco's. Sasha grabbed the quaffle and mounted her broom. She kicked off from the ground and soared up into the clear blue sky, savoring the fresh wind's rush against her face. As the new captain, it was her job to conduct the practise. Crabbe and Goyle seemed to have practised over the summer; they had improved over last year. Draco was just as good as ever, and Sasha spent a good half hour pitching gold balls at him for Seeker practise. Draco then helped her practise with the quaffle by playing Keeper for her.
After a two hour long practise, Sasha locked up the balls in their crate and changed into her normal robes. After everyone had gone, Draco and Sasha walked down to the lake shore together. Draco took out his broom and mounted. He motioned for Sasha to sit behind him.
"Let's zoom around for a bit, Sash," he said as she wrapped her arms around his waist. Draco kicked off and they shot up into the sky.
Pretty soon, the lake was left far below, and they looked down on it's deep blue waters.
Draco swung his legs over the broomstick so that he faced Sasha.Whisps of her hair had come out of her cornrows, and her face was alight with excitement and bliss. Without a word, Draco took her face in his hands and was madly, passionatly kissing her. Sashas heart fluttered with thilling, and she gave in to his sweet kiss, loving him more than ever before.
A few minutes later, they pulled back.
"Can't get caught up here, can we?" Draco asked, smirking. Sasha giggled, and shook her head.