Days passed. On Saturday, the school was buzzing with excitement. The Quidditch match- Gryffindor vs. Slytherin was today.
I'd be sitting on the sidelines in red for my house, but I had promised Draco I'd root for him too, before I gave him a quick kiss and headed off to class.
Hermione, Ron, and I wished Harry luck and I ran off, trying to find Draco.
We'd been seeing each other in secret- for if anyone knew- there'd be chaos. I ran to the Slytherin locker area, pushing through the crowds and ran smack into him.
We grinned as we pulled apart from our accidental embrace. "We need to stop bumping into each other like this." Draco laughed.
"Luck." I told him.
We lingered a second more, holding hands, until he had to go in to get ready. He had been waiting for me.
I shook his hand up and down, in a romantic way, before slowly letting go and walking to where Ginny and my other friends were sitting.
Despite Draco being "heartless" to my friends, he treated me like a princess. A tiny voice in the back of my mind asked me though, how long I could keep this charade up?
Then as I sat down, I saw Cedric cheering Gryffindor on.
If there's anyone I wanted to tell about my relationship- it was him. My heart yearned for him, but my throat was tight and I couldn't call out his name. Fear. Maybe he'd disown me for not being a Hufflepuff.
Maybe I deserved it, but…I wanted to sit and talk with him so badly. To say the boy we'd seen in Knockturn Alley in August, I'd kissed and was seeing in secret.
But it was only my head voice calling for him. Too bad he couldn't hear it.
Then, as the teams shot up on the whistle, I realized Draco and Harry were seekers…I had made Draco promise not to hurt Harry…but being in a game- after the same thing…sometimes people forget.
It started to rain. Slytherin was in the lead. A small part was clapping, but another was booing.
There was a time-out. A rogue bludger was attacking Harry.
Once back up, Malfoy…err…Draco sneered something to Harry.
Harry froze and the bludger whacked his arm.
I gasped. That definitely broke something.
Then, Harry dove at Draco.
"NO!" I shouted, standing up. But my voice was lost in the roar of the crowd.
Luckily, Draco moved away in time and Harry caught the snitch, before crashing to the ground and fainting.
When Harry awoke, we were all surrounding him. When he was escorted away by our friends- after Lockhart had been brainless and removed all the bones in Harry's arm, I ran to Draco's arms.
"He…he came right at me." he told me.
"He was only doing his job." I retorted, my voice muffled by his shirt.
Rain poured around us. Flint came over.
"Just what were you doing out there, Malfoy?" he yelled.
Draco pushed me behind him. "The snitch was right above you! You didn't even notice! Where were you? Thinking of little, pretty, misplaced, failure of a sister to Cedric Diggory?" Flint snorted.
"Don't talk about her that way!" Draco screamed back.
"Or what?" Flint raised his fist at me. "Cedric isn't around to protect you girl. Don't mess with houses you have no business with." And he swung his arm at me.
But Draco deflected it with his own hand.
"C'mon, let's get out of here." he whispered in my ear, and pulled me with him, away from the field.
We ran until we reached a small tool shed and we went inside and Draco shut the door, the roof still leaked a bit, and it was somewhat dark, but okay.
He came close to me and put his hands on my face.
"Did he hurt you?" he tucked a strand of wet hair behind my ear.
"No…you were so brave."
He beamed.
I had tears coming down my cheeks though. "It's true though. I am…a…and Cedric isn't here…" I hiccoughed.
"Hey. Hey…I'm here. And it's okay. Shh. I'm here. I'm not leaving you." He embraced me, rubbing my back as I cried into his Quidditch uniform. "It's okay." He kissed my hair. I'd never felt so safe and warm.